Speaking of Science in a Supernatural Livestream 83

Chapter 83: Wants to Raise Her (Part 1)

She had slept surprisingly well last night.

After waking up and washing up, Sang Jing stayed in her room for a long time before opening the door. On the sofa, a pitiful ghost was lying there, hugging her pillow and still sleeping.

Letting out a small sigh of relief, Sang Jing’s gaze moved down and involuntarily stopped on Xie Yu’s lips. The memories of last night came flooding back.

She had to admit her feelings for Xie Yu. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have made such a scene last night. When she knew that the method Xie Yu had mentioned was kissing, she was surprised. After the surprise, there was anticipation and happiness.

Following her heart, she had not pushed Xie Yu away. The physiological reaction of her body had also told her that she did not reject Xie Yu’s closeness.

In the Sang family for those few years, she had been careful not to offend anyone and had learned to hide her emotions and heart, smiling at people. But after doing everything and still not getting the approval of that family, she had begun to be afraid of contact with people, and her personality had become reserved.

Compared to people, she was more willing to get along with ghosts. But people died and became ghosts, and ghosts were reincarnated as people. They were all the same. In the end, she didn’t want to have much contact with either people or ghosts.

The people and ghosts around her, her teacher and teacher’s wife were her benefactors. Granny Lin had brought her to the Sang family and had taken her away from the Sang family. Sister Hei and Sister Shu were ghost officials. She had few friends and not much contact with them.

A ghost who had accidentally entered her life a month ago was the one who was closest to her, and could even see the changes in her emotions from her expression.

The first time she had met Xie Yu, Sang Jing had only thought of it as an ordinary soul-reaping task. Facing a young female ghost with a wretched death appearance, even if she had a good appearance and a pleasant voice, Sang Jing would not have given her a second glance. But she had not expected that this ghost had not died a clean death and had even stayed by her side.

Later, she had treated Xie Yu as the graduation assessment her teacher had left for her and had made her her assistant. She hadn’t expected her to be of any help, but on one night’s livestream, Xie Yu had helped her curse back at those who had questioned her, insulted her, and spread rumors. At that time, Sang Jing had thought that this ghost was quite spirited.

After that, Xie Yu had spent several nights arguing with those people in the video comment section to defend her. Xie Yu had not replied to the comments that said she and Encounter were similar and were leeching off Encounter’s popularity. But as long as it was a comment that said she was not good and was fake, Xie Yu could reply eighteen times in a row, directly making those people speechless and flee in defeat.

In the video under her White Whale Live account, there were more than twenty thousand comments. Sang Jing had read them one by one, and she had also seen all the words Xie Yu had said.

From that day on, Sang Jing had decided to treat Xie Yu well, at least not to let her leave with any regrets. When the truth was revealed, she would also personally send Xie Yu down.

The longer they got along, the deeper their contact became. Xie Yu’s past life experiences were laid out before Sang Jing. A prosperous destiny and a long lifespan, but she had been plotted against and had died an early death. Even so, she had not bred any malevolence. The malevolence in her soul had also been forcibly added. Her soul was clean and pure, just like her.

Sang Jing thought that her liking for Xie Yu had started from pity. This liking contained a lot: pity, love, closeness, and protection.

Love was too heavy. Liking was just right.

“Sang Jing.”

Sang Jing was brought back to her senses by this call. Xie Yu’s voice had a lazy smile in it, and her words were like a hook.

Pleasant to the ear.

Xie Yu was lying on the back of the sofa, looking up at her, the corners of her eyes curving. “Good morning. Did you sleep well?”

Sang Jing glanced at her and lowered her eyelashes, then turned to the other side. “Mm.”

Mm?

Just an mm?

Xie Yu’s eyes followed Sang Jing’s figure. She saw her open the door and get breakfast, then come back and put the breakfast on the table, take out the incense from the side, and start to light it.

“I don’t want to eat incense today,” Xie Yu suddenly said, and even licked her lips greedily.

Sang Jing saw her look and thought she wanted to eat those bad things again. The incense in her hand had not yet been lit, and she stood up and walked to the side of the sofa, carefully checking Xie Yu’s condition.

Xie Yu knew she had misunderstood and grabbed her hand to explain. “No, no, I want to eat…”

Her gaze moved up and landed on Sang Jing’s lips. The two of them paused at the same time, the same image appearing in their minds.

But soon, Xie Yu’s gaze shifted to the breakfast on the table. “I want to drink porridge.”

Sang Jing let out a sigh of relief.

So it was porridge.

The process was very familiar. After lighting the incense, Sang Jing drew two more talismans and stuck them on her own and Xie Yu’s cheeks respectively.

Sang Jing’s taste was still light. The porridge had no taste at all, but Xie Yu managed to taste a little sweetness in it. She felt that what she was eating was actually what was in Sang Jing’s mouth.

The kiss from last night began to replay in her mind. Xie Yu’s head was buried lower and lower.

“Do you want to know how ghosts cultivate?”

“Huh?” Xie Yu looked up and found that Sang Jing was not looking at her as she spoke. She asked hesitantly, “Me?”

“…Is there a second ghost here?”

Sang Jing still didn’t look at her.

Xie Yu had a gut feeling that today’s reserved person was very strange.

“Cultivation, what will happen?”

“At the beginning, you can control your own ghostly energy. Slowly, you can smell things other than incense, you can taste things that have no taste, and you can make the feelings of your soul close to a human body. If you cultivate well, you can walk between the yin and yang realms with a ghost body without being affected.”

Why was the reserved person suddenly talking to her about cultivation?

Xie Yu’s eyes widened slightly. She seemed to have heard Bei Shan and Tan Wei say before that the ghosts raised by Ghost Masters were all cultivated ghosts.

The reserved person, is she going to raise her?

Xie Yu couldn’t help it. She ran to Sang Jing’s side. Sang Jing was sitting, and she was squatting.

“Do you want, want to…” Xie Yu looked at Sang Jing’s eyes, and she couldn’t even ask the question without stuttering.

There was a hint of grievance in those eyes. She wanted to know but was afraid to hear the answer she didn’t like.

A little pitiful.

Sang Jing glanced at her, then took the spoon and lowered her head to take a sip of porridge.

“Mm.”

Mm? Mm!???

What does mm mean? Does she know what I’m going to ask and just said mm?

While Xie Yu was in a daze, Sang Jing had finished her breakfast and was cleaning up the trash. Then Bei Shan called.

“What does mm…” Xie Yu looked up, and Sang Jing had already answered the phone. With her other hand, she was holding the trash, preparing to put it at the door.

Xie Yu was left alone, her mind racing. She was so excited that her ghostly energy was running rampant. Fearing that Sang Jing would see, she frantically pulled it back.

“Hello?” Sang Jing closed the door and turned around, and she chuckled when she saw Xie Yu.

Bei Shan had been up all night and was still in the mood to chat with her. “So happy? Let me guess, because of your ghost?”

Sang Jing changed the subject. “What did you find out all night?”

When it came to business, Bei Shan also became serious. “Don’t mention it. Yang Yan won’t say a word. Qin Ge is a little mentally unstable, but she did say something. You were right. Her one body, two souls was created by someone using metaphysical arts. Although she said it was Yang Yan, I don’t really believe it. And that Pan Cheng, whatever I asked, she said it was Yang Yan who had asked her to do it. She also mentioned the ancient town. Tan Wei will tell you about the ancient town on the phone later.”

“Alright.”

All the matters had fallen on Yang Yan in the end, but she wouldn’t say anything. Everyone knew that a vice-chairman of the Xuanmen couldn’t do these things, let alone one body, two souls. If she could do it, she wouldn’t just be a vice-chairman.

After hanging up, Sang Jing waited for Tan Wei’s message.

After Bei Shan and the others came back, they would definitely rest for a while before going to the ancient town. People were not made of iron. No matter what, they couldn’t just be treated as workhorses without rest.

Xie Yu was still grabbing at the air. Sang Jing walked to her side and slapped a talisman on her. The rampant ghostly energy immediately obediently drilled back.

Sang Jing sat on the sofa, and Xie Yu sat down beside her. “What did you mean by ‘mm’ just now?”

“Mm? Did I say mm?” Sang Jing’s gaze was on her phone. She was looking at the news online.

White Whale Live had sent a notice. The gala would be held in three days, and the location was at Jiutian Media.

On the list of invited guests, she was above Encounter.

The comments below were about to explode.

【Am I seeing things!!! Encounter!!! She’s coming to the gala! The gala is a live broadcast, right? Hasn’t Encounter never shown her face? She’s not going to wear a mask to the gala, is she!?】

【White Whale Live is so interesting. They know that Sang Jing and Encounter are not on good terms, and they still put the two of them together. And Encounter is still looking for her, hahahahaha. Isn’t this just stirring up trouble?】

【Isn’t Sang Jing a new streamer? Why can she participate in the gala?】

【What’s wrong with being a new streamer? Sang Sang has a red V-badge! No need to say more about the value of that!】

【Inside news, Sang Jing is actually backed by the young mistress Wenren. Their relationship… you know, right? This post analyzes it very thoroughly.】

【It’s true, it’s true! My aunt’s great-aunt’s sister’s daughter works at Jiutian Media. She saw the young mistress Wenren take Sang Jing to see the manager of Jiutian Media yesterday. Sang Jing has already signed with Jiutian Media! It’s said that she’s going to switch to being a singer?】

【Sang Jing hasn’t livestreamed for a few days… it’s possible.】

【A singer? What is she going to sing? Is she going to chant incantations to save us?】

Before she could finish flipping through, her phone was snatched away. Xie Yu was anxious. “You did say mm! I heard you. You said mm. Why are you denying it?”

The dimples on her cheeks were faintly visible. Sang Jing looked at her. “Alright, I said ‘mm’. Then what do you think my ‘mm’ meant?”

“You want to…” Xie Yu looked at Sang Jing, the last two words like the hum of a mosquito.

“What?” Sang Jing really didn’t hear clearly.

Xie Yu opened her mouth to make the shape of her mouth clearer, without making a sound: Raise—me—

Sang Jing: “What?”

Xie Yu said it again, very quickly. “Raise me.”

Sang Jing: “What?”

Xie Yu was forced into a corner. “Raise me, raise me, raise me, raise me, raise me, raise me, raise me. Are you going to raise me!”

“Mm.”

After shouting it all in one breath, and seeing the smile on Sang Jing’s face, Xie Yu finally reacted.

Sang Jing was teasing her. She had heard her and was pretending not to.

“Sang Jing!” Xie Yu was a little angry and embarrassed, and she didn’t even notice that Sang Jing had said “mm” again after her sentence.

She rushed over and grabbed Sang Jing’s hand. The moment they touched, she felt like she was holding a handful of cold water. Xie Yu was stunned for a moment and looked up at her. “You… are you cold again?”

Sang Jing had been smiling, but one sentence made both the person and the ghost involuntarily look at each other’s lips.

There was a good way to not be so cold.

Xie Yu approached Sang Jing and tilted her head, about to kiss her. Halfway there, a hand suddenly came over and covered her face, pushing her away.

“I’m not cold,” Sang Jing said, taking a deep breath.

She could still bear it.

If she kissed her every time she was cold, not only would her mouth not be able to take it, but she wouldn’t be able to change her underwear fast enough.

Sang Jing pushed Xie Yu away and stood up to go back to her room. She used the Celestial Master coins to set up a formation according to Zhu Yun’s, then sat cross-legged in it.

Xie Yu leaned against the doorframe and looked at her.

So there was a way to not be cold.

“Why didn’t you set up a formation last night?” Xie Yu asked bluntly.

Sang Jing: “…”