Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1487 - 1484: Told a Story

Seeing Ling Zishan’s somewhat hesitant expression, Lin Tian pressed, "Ling Pavilion Master, what exactly is the method?"

"Wanxi is immersed in her inner world. At this point, her primary consciousness is closed, and her subconscious is dominant. You can try talking to her beside her, awakening her main consciousness, letting her understand that inside is just an illusory spiritual world. With Wang Wanxi’s willpower, as long as her main consciousness awakens, she can surely escape the falsehood of the spiritual world."

"However, Wanxi’s five senses are lost, and her six senses are sealed at the moment, with no perception of the external world’s shape, color, sound, taste, or touch, more thoroughly shut than a vegetative person. So, she basically can’t hear what you’re saying, which is the hard part." Ling Zishan shook her head slightly and said.

Not reacting to the outside world? Lin Tian’s heart moved slightly, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind. However, he still maintained composure, saying, "Whether there’s a reaction or not, it’s worth a try. I don’t want to place the results entirely on waiting."

Ling Zishan and Tang Ziqing remained silent. Although they both knew it was futile, doing nothing at all was not an option. Perhaps there might be a surprise, and holding onto hope prevents despair. But they did not know what Lin Tian was about to do.

Lin Tian walked in front of Wang Wanxi, squatted down slightly, his figure just enough to block the view of the two behind him. They assumed Lin Tian was merely speaking and didn’t pay much attention.

Looking at the blank-eyed Wang Wanxi, Lin Tian slowly extended his hand, gently holding hers. Wang Wanxi’s hand was very soft, carrying a warmth, but Lin Tian felt this warmth seemed to gradually peel away, like unraveling silk threads.

Wang Wanxi’s body functions might be gradually going dormant. Lin Tian suddenly remembered those meditating high monks — is this how they entered a state of meditation, with their body functions gradually stopping until they passed away? This was not good news.

"Aunt Wang, I’m Lin Tian. If you can hear me, quickly escape from the Heart Demon world. The real world needs you; Xiao Tian needs you, Uncle Yun needs you, and your big brother, your father..." Lin Tian carefully said each word, seemingly not giving up, engaging in a futile effort.

But in his mind, there was an entirely different conversation happening.

"Little Ya, quickly wake up and help me with something," Lin Tian said. Naturally, Little Ya was the Sword Spirit of the Sword of the King.

"What does the king want me to do? Let me say this first, I can’t do something too hard; I’m just a bundle of energy, no hands, no feet, can’t run or fight, many things I can’t do." Previously, the Sword Spirit was probably scared by Lin Tian, so when mentioned to work, it dismissed the idea first.

Cannot run? You’re the most active one jumping around, Lin Tian muttered inwardly. However, there was no time to argue with it. He straightforwardly said, "Enter this woman’s body opposite you and find a way to awaken her main consciousness."

This was the idea Lin Tian had come up with just now. The Sword Spirit could engage in consciousness exchanges, usually doing so through conversations with him, having it use its consciousness to call Wang Wanxi’s primary consciousness might be useful.

"Enter someone else’s body? That’s risky. If she discovers..." The Sword Spirit stammered hesitantly.

Lin Tian immediately interrupted it: "As long as you agree to do it, irrespective of success, I’ll reward you." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Hey, why didn’t you say it earlier, is it the Purple Flame Energy?" The Sword Spirit, which was previously dragging its heels, became lively upon hearing about the reward.

"Yes, it is the Purple Flame Energy." Lin Tian was very disdainful of this fellow; it wouldn’t work without a carrot dangled in front.

"Alright, then release the restrictions and let me out." Upon receiving Lin Tian’s affirmative answer, it became a bit impatient.

Lin Tian did not immediately release it but solemnly warned, "I warn you, move along with my hand quickly and don’t have any funny ideas about escaping. Those two behind are Innate Experts, especially Tang Ziqing, a Sword Path expert. She’s not as talk-friendly as me; if she catches you, she’ll refine you in minutes."

"Got it, got it, the king isn’t a fool." The Sword Spirit grumbled impatiently, then along Lin Tian’s arm, drifted into his palm, and Lin Tian subsequently lifted the restriction.

The Sword Spirit suddenly flashed out from the palm, then quickly drilled into Wang Wanxi’s palm. Although its speed was fast, a golden flash still occurred between Lin Tian’s and Wang Wanxi’s palms.

Fortunately, Lin Tian had anticipated this, using his body to block the view from behind. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain.

However, Lin Tian still underestimated the spiritual perception of Tang Ziqing and Ling Zishan. Both furrowed their brows, seemingly sensing something: "Lin Tian, what did you do? Why was there odd energy fluctuation just now?"

Lin Tian’s gaze flickered as he pretended to be confused, "Energy fluctuation? Was there? Maybe what I said worked, and Aunt Wang responded."

"Is that so?" Ling Zishan still asked doubtfully.

"Maybe. It looks like my persistence is paying off. I’ll continue talking to her; I’ll definitely awaken her main consciousness." Lin Tian changed the topic and stopped addressing their doubts, continuing his dialogue with Wang Wanxi. Of course, it was a solo performance.

To avoid further suspicion from the two women, Lin Tian didn’t communicate with the Sword Spirit anymore but instead talked while waiting. Fortunately, he was eloquent, talking non-stop for over ten minutes.

After more than ten minutes, Lin Tian felt a movement in his palm; the Sword Spirit had returned.

"How is it? I talked for over ten minutes; you were inside for over ten minutes. What did you say? Did Aunt Wang react?" Lin Tian eagerly bombarded with a string of questions.

The Sword Spirit returned, probably stunned by Lin Tian’s questioning, and took a moment before saying, "What else could I say? I told her a story. The gist is, if you don’t wake up, your husband will take a mistress, then your son will be beaten daily by his stepmother, and then the stepmother gets him a fierce wife, so he gets bullied daily by her too."

"The king feels that the husband and son are the two most important men in her life; by saying this, even if she harbored a death wish, she probably wouldn’t want to die now." The Sword Spirit added a final comment.

Now it was Lin Tian’s turn to be stunned. It took him several seconds to snap out of it, mentally ranting, "Damn you, really? A mistress, a stepmother beating the son? Damn, I just want to hit you now."

"Damn, I racked my brains to come up with such a good story, and you don’t appreciate it? Severe illness needs strong medicine. If I told her something light and fluffy, would she have reacted? I don’t care; you said you’d reward me regardless of the outcome, no backing out now." The Sword Spirit protested unapologetically.

Alright, I am utterly speechless, Lin Tian thought helplessly, looking up to the sky in silent exasperation.