The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 402 - 406: Pen Fairy (Five)

Chapter 402: Chapter 406: Pen Fairy (Five)

The Nangong Dao in the original owner’s memory was handsome with an elegant demeanor, which is probably why so many beautiful women were completely devoted to him.

Su Li didn’t know when this arrogant master had traveled from the past, she could only follow Nangong Dao closely every day, intending to confront him as soon as he appeared.

In recent days, Su Li was glued to Nangong Dao’s side.

Through daily interaction, she developed a sense of pity for this unfortunate man, who was just like the original owner.

It was simply because he truly was a wholly pure and good person.

Nangong Dao’s family was not very well-off; watching him eat plain steamed buns with water was Su Li’s daily routine.

Logically, the scholarship provided by Mingrui University was substantial enough to support Nangong Dao’s livelihood without letting him endure such hardship, without even enough food for a decent meal.

However, seeing him send the scholarship money he received to impoverished villages moved Su Li deeply.

Many students at Mingrui University came from wealthy backgrounds and dressed fashionably, while this unfortunate man was an oddity. Even when he faced scornful insults, he responded with silence, neither arguing nor envying.

Next month, he planned to leave only necessary expenses from the school’s allowance and donate anything extra.

Besides this, he also participated in various competitions and sent the prize money home.

In this bustling and restless city, he was like a clear stream, quietly doing what he felt was right, unaffected by material joy or sorrow, and not blinded by vanity.

Su Li might have been influenced by his outstanding qualities, feeling as if her eyes were covered with a thick filter, making even his ordinary appearance seem radiant and extremely handsome.

Su Li celebrated the unfortunate man’s acts of kindness, although Nangong Dao himself did not feel very well.

After taking a shower and seeing a faint blood shadow quickly passing by in the mirror again, his lips pressed tighter.

Bowing his head, his hands by his side clenched tightly into fists.

He remained silent for a moment, and when he looked up again, he was still that expressionless bookworm.

Unknown to Su Li, the unfortunate man had already made up his mind—tomorrow, he decided to skip both lunch and dinner.

He had heard that the peace charms from Fahua Temple in the suburbs were highly effective; he wasn’t sure if the cost of two meals would be enough to buy one.

"Crunch," the subtle sound of chewing echoed conspicuously in the empty dormitory.

Nangong Dao’s footsteps paused momentarily, then, as if nothing happened, he turned his head, climbed onto his bed, lay down straight, covered himself with a blanket, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Luckily, the other people in the dormitory had stayed out all night gaming.

Feeling somewhat guilty, Su Li took another bite of the apple in her hand—she hadn’t scared the bookworm, had she...

It seemed like the unfortunate man glanced in her direction.

With that thought, Su Li continued munching on her apple, but her figure lightly floated to just an inch away from the unfortunate man.

Her eyes, tinged with red, stared intently at his peacefully sleeping face.

Hmm, he was already asleep.

Nangong Dao/unfortunate man: .....

Su Li was completely unaware of how horror-stricken she looked at that moment.

Nangong Dao could faintly smell a light, eerily sweet scent of blood.

It took all his strength to control his body and mouth, preventing himself from screaming or trembling in fear.

Su Li didn’t realize the immense psychological shadow she had cast over a poor male classmate.

Her body, weightless, sat on the railing of the upper bunk, eating an apple and lost in her thoughts.

Nangong Dao didn’t know how he had fallen asleep the night before.

When dawn broke, he couldn’t wait to hastily board the bus heading to Fahua Temple.

Su Li was still lamenting that this poor fellow was quite devout. Knowing today was Buddha’s Birthday, he had hurried to the temple early in the morning to offer prayers.

It was evening by the time Nangong Dao returned, his hand seemingly clasping something, appearing anxious.

Once back in the dormitory, he didn’t sit down to rest, but rather paced around the room tensely.

Curious, Su Li floated over and, taking advantage of the fact that he couldn’t see her, reached out to touch the yellow corner peeking out of the unfortunate fellow’s hand.

Oh, it turned out to be a peace charm.

Nangong Dao felt heat in his palm and, opening his hand again, saw the beautifully folded yellow talisman look black from inside out,

as if soaked in ink.

Upon inspection, he quickly clasped his hand shut, his fist’s veins bulging.

Too bad for the cost of his two meals.

Those high monks from Fahua Temple were all swindlers, utterly useless, hardly lasting even a half move in their hands.

"This thing even changes colors, tricking people for money, garbage."

After being silent for a while, Nangong Dao, not knowing whom he was explaining to, grumbled, "Wasting my money, wasting my emotions, making me angry."

Seeing the peace charm ruined by merely getting close to her fingernails, without even touching it, made Su Li somewhat embarrassed and she smiled at the unfortunate fellow.

Then remembering he couldn’t see her, she turned her mind, pointed a finger at his brow, and a speck of golden light vanished into his forehead.

The poor fellow was truly impoverished, so impoverished he could only afford to soak buns in hot water; spending so much on the peace charm must have been a tough decision, and now it was ruined by her.

Su Li felt apologetic, yet she could still present him with something better to ensure his safety.

A modest amount of her Ghost Immortal’s yin power, a hundred times more effective than any peace charm, impervious to myriad ghosts.

Actually, Su Li could tell that the unlucky fellow faintly sensed her presence.

She, she just enjoyed playing games... who could blame her when the bookworm was rather amusing.

Nangong Dao felt a cool sensation on his brow, calming his mind that had been agitated for days.

His spirit platform was swept clean of dust.

Suddenly, he realized something; it seemed something really was following him, but it appeared to have no intention of harming him.

Having figured this out, he resumed his normal routine, pretending to be blind and deaf to any strange happenings.

Seeing that the unfortunate fellow did not change his expression, Su Li found it utterly boring and stayed quietly at the side, cultivating, waiting for the wild ghost to arrive.

But man’s plans are inferior to those made by heaven; lost in concentration, Su Li heard a piercing scream.

Glancing at the misfortunate one’s schedule, she knew he hadn’t planned to read by the school pond in the mornings these days. Thinking her brief departure wouldn’t make her miss the arrival of the wild ghost,

yet her leaving resulted in three days passing, and the fortune-teller of the Republic had already replaced the unfortunate one as Nangong Dao.

Meanwhile, Su Li followed her senses, rapidly flashing through space.

One second she was here, the next, she appeared hundreds of meters in the air.

In just a few breaths, Su Li arrived at an abandoned factory.

Suddenly, her face turned pale.