Although Song Dao was fighting with Ling Gang, he still paid attention to Shao Qian's actions and upon seeing him make a feint to the east and attacking in the west, he applauded loudly. "Doll is so amazing!"
Ling Gang really hated Song Dao. They were obviously fighting, yet he was still distracted as he paid attention to his thing. This… This… really uncle could endure, but auntie couldn't.
Ling Gang, whose IQ wouldn't reach average for a few hundred years, finally became normal this one time. He threw out a few amulets, taking advantage of Song Dao not paying attention and mixing in a talisman within them. Ulon dodging the amulets, Song Dao suddenly felt that he couldn't move. Eyes moving down slightly, he saw that he had stepped onto a yellow talisman. Presumably, it should be this piece of paper that caused him to be rooted to the spot.
"Haha!" Ling Gang laughed hideously at the sight of Song Dao being restricted. "See if I, your father won't kill you."
When Shao Qian witness Ling Gang actually managing to restrict Song Dao, he unknowingly felt a surge of indescribable irritation from within his heart. It was to the extent where when he thought of Ling Gang daring to harm Song Dao again, it caused him to be unable to let him have a peaceful death.
"Getting distracted isn't good." Upon seeing Shao Qian's anxious face as he watched Song Dao, the evil spirit Yao Yao revealed a sneer before immediately charging towards Shao Qian, intending on strangling his neck.
At this moment, Shao Qian was already extremely agitated, yet that evil spirit still recklessly charged over. In the instant that the evil spirit charged over, he swung his fist abruptly and the evil spirit before him was immediately punched away. Moreover, due to him using too much strength, that ghost directly stuck onto the wall.
Ling Gang couldn't be bothered about what injuries the evil spirit Yao Yao had suffered. Right now, only the thought of killing Song Dao, removing his soul and refining it into a ghost to serve him, occupied his mind.
"After you die, I'll take that little ghost home and carefully □□□□." Ling Gang grasped a dagger wrapped in talismans within his hand, walking in front of Song Dao and glaring fiercely unto his eyes. "I'll take on your appearance and taste him carefully."
With a fierce and firm shine within his eyes, Song Dao glared at Ling Gang. "How could my doll let a dirty swine like you touch him? Even if it was your hand that killed him, I still won't permit others to touch a single hair on him."
"…" Shao Qian rubbed the pain in his head, before circulating his soul energy into his legs, immediately flying up and kicking Ling Gang, completely uncaring whether the dagger in his hands would harm Song Dao or not.
In the end, the dagger wrapped in talismans sliced next to the corner of Song Dao's eye, before flying off along with Ling Gang. Immediately after that, Song Dao was punched and the talisman sticking to his feet also lost its effect.
Looking at Shao Qian's expression, Song Dao rubbed his nose and walked next to Ling Gang, who had been kicked until he flew for half a day and couldn't get up. Picking up the dagger that was dropped at the side, he stabbed it into Ling Gang's left shoulder. "Ling Gang, I'm not killing you now because I don't dare, but because you are my Master's only son. Quickly scram now, before I decide to change my mind."
Heavens knew how much he desired to immediately kill this bastard.
"That evil spirit escaped." Shao Qian had just been wondering why that evil spirit that had been punched away still hadn't made any ruckus, but it looks like when she saw Ling Gang was injured, she had retreated. That speed seriously wasn't slow.
"No need to bother about her." Within this room, it was mostly Yin qi. Simply taking a strand of it would easily allow them to find that female ghost's whereabouts.
"Mn." Shao Qian nodded. "This police station..."
"Is an array." Song Dao didn't care about Ling Gang, who was rolling about on the floor as he clutched his shoulder, and pulled Shao Qian to leave. "When we leave, I'll break the array."
Shao Qian nodded his head and didn't speak. Sure enough, upon leaving, Song Dao helped break the array and the place that originally seemed ghastly gradually became brighter, the lights in the corridor also appearing.
It was only after Song Dao left with Shao Qian, did Ling Gang have the strength to slowly stand up. Gripping the handle of the dagger in his shoulder, he pulled it out. He hatefully wiped the bloodstains off from the corner of his mouth, before staggering away from the police station.
When Ling Gang returned home, he saw a portrait that had fallen onto the ground. That portrait was somewhat aged, the edges were frayed and had turned yellow. The brows of the lithe and graceful woman in the portrait, who wore magnificent red clothes, were dropping as she watched the flowers. If it was supposedly like this, it would definitely cause others to gasp in admiration for this fine piece of work. What a gentle painting of a beautiful woman!
However, it was just that the mind of the woman in this painting was, without exception, filled with evil tendencies. Her drooping eyelids were hard-pressed to conceal the vicious glint within her eyes. Nonetheless, it was this appearance that allowed others to understand that the woman in the painting wasn't a good person.
"You flee very fast." Ling Gang held his shoulder as he walked in front of the painting and stepped on the woman within it. "It's all because you're useless. If not, how could I not compete with Song Dao?"
"Scram." As if coming to life, the woman in the picture turned her head and glared at Ling Gang, shouting angrily, "You yourself is useless! No use trying to find excuses!"
"You say I'm useless?" The words of the woman within the painting stabbed directly at Ling Gang's nerve. He lifted his feet up and stomped on the woman's face, grinding it down several times. "If I hadn't picked you up at that time, your soul would have already scattered and dispersed. Where would you still be able to shout at me?"
The woman in the painting, who was being stepped on many times, only heard an 'bang!' from her eye, before feeling something flow out immediately after that…
"I'll kill you!" The woman in the painting was unable to endure losing her eye once again. She left the picture and knocked Ling Gang down, intending on absorbing his Yang qi. However, just after Ling Gang had fallen down, she was hit by the everlasting Eight Trigrams on his chest. The evil spirit, who had originally already been severely injured, released a scream and returned back into the painting. Immediately following that, the painting combusted spontaneously and burned until nothing was left in a short moment.
Ling Gang watched as the painting burned to nothing and spat, "Want to fight with I, your father? You're still to unskilled."
Song Dao placed a disguise on a wooden puppet and placed it to sit within the interrogation room. Tomorrow, the police station would not have the appropriate evidence and release him. The puppet doll would be able to handle this. His top priority right now was to take Doll home quickly.
Upon arriving at the house, Shao Qian heard the system prompt that the energy was filled. As if he was possessed, he froze and began pondering at what time it would he best for him to leave. And when he left, should he say farewell to Song Dao?
"Do– cough – Chu Liang. I have something to say to you." Song Dao's hands tensed nervously behind his back, clenching together. His face might seem calm, but in reality, his nervous heart really wished it could jump out.
"What thing?" Shao Qian was somewhat at a loss as he looked up at Song Dao. When he heard the name Chu Liang just now, he honestly had no reaction towards it. Song Dao was always 'Doll!' 'Doll!'. It was to the extent where he quickly forgot that the Original's name was Chu Liang.
"I-I-I…." Song Dao blushed red, unable to say any other words than 'I'. Just as Shao Qian was about to tell him not be so tense, he saw him suddenly stretch his hand out before slapping himself. After that, he could finally say the following words, "I like you. Nonono, it's not 'like'. It's… It's that desire to be together, never separating for eternity. That kind of 'like'… That's wrong, it's not 'like'. It's… I-It's…"
Shao Qian stared at Song Dao, who was blushing until his entire face was red, feeling confused. On normal days, this person was very good at talking. How come he was stuttering to such extent now?
"Y-Y-You?" Wearing the palm imprint on his face, Song Dao looked anxiously at Shao Qian. "Do you like me?"
Shao Qian was silent. He had never had any contact with romantic love before, even believing it to be a kind of purely imaginary emotion. He had seen many couples that turned into enemies for the sake of profit. He had also seen a man making a pledge of love one day, and stabbing the other in the back the next. Therefore, towards this thing called romantic love, he felt that it was very distant.
Song Dao waited for Shao Qian to speak. However, from start to end, there was no answer. The other had even slowly lowered his head and looked away from him. Song Dao's burning heart immediately cooled down, so much that he started to think. Did Doll think he was nauseating? Did he think of leaving him? Would he escape without a sound?
No, he absolutely won't allow that to happen. Doll definitely could not leave him. If not, then he really didn't know what kind of measures he would take. Even if he had to refine him into a ghost to serve him, he absolutely won't allow him to leave.
Absolutely won't.
"Doll, what are your thoughts?" Say it. Quickly say that you want to leave. This way, I can give myself a reason to tie you up.
Shao Qian lifted his head up, looking solemnly at Song Dao. Looking into the other's eyes that seemed as if it was about to emit a dark aura, his heart was startled. Unknowingly, when he looked at Song Dao's expression right now, he felt as if he overlapped with the Zhang Zi Xuan at that time. His face seemed calm, when in reality, he had already prepared a perfectly sound plan within his heart. In the end, no matter what he chooses, he definitely would not accept refusal as the answer.
Shao Qian was currently able to leave this place whenever he wanted to. Even if Song Dao threatened him once again, it wouldn't be of any use. Sighing, he intended to refuse when he caught sight of the bloodstain on Song Dao's shoulder. For an unknown reason, he was unable to spit the words that he wanted to say out, it was as if they were stuck in his throat.
This person wasn't the same as Zhang Zi Xuan. Although the largely flourishing dark aura within his eyes had already made other plans, the right hand hanging down at the side of his body was still being clenched nervously.