Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 753 - 1 The Fool Does Not Understand the Power of Wisdom

Wang Yunxiao had a very long dream.

In his dream, he saw mountains of gold and seas of silver, beauties like clouds, and himself sitting on a throne high above, looking down at all living beings.

Yet he was silent, like a stone, unmoved.

Eventually, everything gradually returned to silence, bringing him back to a tranquil and peaceful world.

The sun set in the west, and he stood at the entrance of a residential compound, quietly watching the children playing and frolicking in the distance.

Jiang Xiaotang, holding a candied haw, cried and tottered behind Wang Yunxiao, clutching at the hem of his clothes, refusing to let go.

Wang Yunxiao just silently watched as two children walked past him.

An ear-piercing air-raid siren came from the streets, and the footsteps of the pedestrians suddenly quickened.

The old man selling ice pops on the street, pushing his cart, ran all the way.

Wang Yunxiao stopped him, took out two cents, and bought an ice pop, eating it as he walked.

Around the street corner, a girl with a panicked expression stumbled and fell on the ground, her watery big eyes full of hope looking up at Wang Yunxiao.

But Wang Yunxiao remained unmoved, standing at the side of the street, watching as Zhou Qing was grabbed by two men, roughly thrown onto a carriage, and taken away.

"You really have a heart of stone."

Wang Yunxiao turned his head to look, only to find that the speaker was a crow on the tree.

"Or should I be softer-hearted? Specifically leave you a loophole to exploit?"

"We could talk; there’s no need for such mutual wariness."

The crow said, "I thought we had a pleasant time before."

"Indeed, it was pleasant, very useful."

Wang Yunxiao nodded: "I don’t deny that, but it has nothing to do with me not wanting to be under your control."

"No one wants to control you; what use is there to control a barbaric brute who only knows how to charge forward blindly?"

The crow said earnestly, "We have no conflicting interests; why not consider a win-win cooperation, each taking what we need?"

Wang Yunxiao smiled and asked, "What do you need?"

"A boat ticket, I just want a boat ticket."

The crow spread its wings, lowering its voice.

"In exchange, I will provide you with all the intelligence on your enemies."

"For instance, Kong Ting, if you knew what he was going to do in advance, perhaps you could prevent a tragedy from happening, not having to mend fences after the sheep have been lost."

Fair is fair, this offer was quite tempting to Wang Yunxiao.

But he also knew, such a deal inevitably comes with a cost.

"I still don’t know who you are."

"I have many names and many identities, for instance, Mimir, have you heard of it?"

"Never heard of it."

The crow showed a helpless expression: "So what’s the point in telling you?"

Wang Yunxiao felt awkward, but due to his thick skin, he remained outwardly unfazed.

"There are many things you don’t know, don’t understand, for instance, the truth about this world. Although you might not believe what comes from my mouth, as the saying goes in your Ming Country, hearing different views sheds light. Not believing is not the same as not listening, the choice is all up to you."

"Then let’s hear it?"

"This world is gradually fading."

The crow began to speak.

"People of Ming always like to use ’Journey to the West’ to explain the concept of the apocalypse; I think it makes a lot of sense, easier to understand than those other abstruse theories."

"Strictly speaking, ’Journey to the West’ is not an original work; for thousands of years before this book emerged, there were countless folk versions that circulated privately."

"But once ’Journey to the West’ appeared, those old folk versions disappeared from history."

"This is our world, and the real truth about the apocalypse."

"Only one timeline can withstand the test of time and lead to the distant future."

"Unfortunately, it’s not ours. Our timeline will be buried by time."

"To transcend the sea of suffering and reach the other shore, the only feasible method at present is to deconstruct our world, break away from the so-called original, and seek a new perspective for narration."

Wang Yunxiao puzzledly asked, "Why do you say this is the only feasible method?"

"Because this is the only successful plan so far."

Crow looked at him sideways.

"Do you want to know more?"

No, won’t subscribe to the membership.

Wang Yunxiao immediately refused: "Not interested."

"No worries, you are still young. Being able to have a calm conversation is a good start."

Crow flapped its wings, taking off from the tree.

"Only fools fear conspiracies and fail to understand the great power of knowledge and wisdom. Since you’ve practiced the methods of the Righteous Path, you should understand what I mean."

"Looking forward to our next collaboration..."

As Crow gradually disappeared, Wang Yunxiao woke up from the dream.

In front of him was an unfamiliar ceiling, along with a person who was not unfamiliar.

Huo Qingyang was sitting by the bed, looking like he had drunk quite a bit and was quite haggard.

"It seems the surgery wasn’t very successful, but that’s understandable..."

Seeing Wang Yunxiao wake up, Huo Qingyang with arms crossed and raised eyebrows said: "Since you’ve woken up, that means it’s not too serious. I’m about to leave, so I’ll make it quick; there are three things I need to tell you."

Wang Yunxiao was utterly confused.

What are you talking about, brother!

What about the prelude? At least let me brace myself!

"First thing, I have nothing to do with Liu Zhihan, so don’t go talking nonsensically."

Wang Yunxiao: "?"

"Second thing, I and Qiao Hongyi are love rivals, we fell for the same woman, remember this!"

Wang Yunxiao: "??"

"Third thing, if the newly appointed leaders and the Iron Blood Society come to coax you, don’t bother with them."

Wang Yunxiao: "???"

Isn’t this... Did I skip some scenes?

What are you even talking about? What’s all this about?

"Alright, there’s nothing else important, you should rest up. Also... the girl is not bad, keep a good hold of her!"

Wang Yunxiao (old man looking at phone.jpg)

Before he could even react, the dream ended.

This time he truly woke up, and the aches and weakness throughout his body made him keenly aware that he had finally returned to reality.

Feeling the familiar presence beside him, Wang Yunxiao turned his head to look.

He saw Li Mumu lying in front of his bed, sound asleep.

The sunlight from the window cast reflections on the girl’s hair tips and face, exuding tranquility marked with an abundance of warmth and charm.

The girl is indeed not bad...

Wang Yunxiao never expected that the first person he would see upon opening his eyes would be Li Mumu.

Though he didn’t know why she was here, the feeling was very pleasant, slightly intoxicating him.

It must be the overdose of anesthesia causing this illusion.