After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Entangled by a Crazy and Beautiful Villain - Chapter 29

Looking at Song Linlin’s genuine and expressive appearance, and the difference in her behavior, Chi Qianning couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. She looked at the person in front of her with amusement and commented:

“She really is a simple-minded fellow.”

Chi Qianning raised one hand, and her cold palm pressed against the back of Song Linlin’s hand, her fingers slipping into the gap between the other’s fingers and cheek, then grasping it.

Her eyes were slightly narrowed but not dangerously so. Holding Song Linlin’s hand, she could feel the other’s temperature through the contact of their skin, and she said without any sense of threat: “No pinching.”

Being held by a cold, bony hand, Song Linlin realized she had just boldly reached out and pinched the other person’s cheek. However, Chi Qianning didn’t seem to be angry.

She released the hand that was pressed against the other’s cheek, but her own hand was still in the other’s palm. The other’s fingers were loosely closed, without much force, yet Song Linlin couldn’t easily pull her hand out.

Song Linlin looked at her, her eyes signaling for her to let go. Chi Qianning, however, lowered her gaze, her sight focused on their joined hands, carefully admiring the other’s fingers.

Song Linlin’s fingers were not long. Chi Qianning’s long-nailed fingertip brushed over the other’s tips, feeling a rounded texture on her pulp. Song Linlin did not keep her nails long. Moving down, there was soft, tender skin and flesh. Chi Qianning couldn’t resist giving a little squeeze as she traced the rings of fingerprints.

Because she wasn’t diligent in her cultivation and didn’t need to do any heavy labor, this was indeed a pair of fair and tender hands, and similarly, they lacked strength. Even with Chi Qianning’s loose grip, Song Linlin couldn’t break free.

Fingers interlaced; Chi Qianning finished playing with Song Linlin’s fingers. Then she looked up and said: “Song Linlin, you should practice more. Your strength is too weak.”

Song Linlin glanced at their intertwined fingers. The other’s fingers were very boney and icy cold. The long nail brushed against her skin, causing a ticklish sensation, and the metal ring on the middle finger felt rough. Yet, despite the other person seeming to use little force, she really couldn’t pull her hand away.

“Oh, maybe later…”

Song Linlin could only nod and quietly agree. Of course, whether she would actually go or not was another matter. She severely lacked the motivation for cultivation.

After all, there was no danger waiting for her, so going with the flow was fine. It didn’t matter if she was a bit of a slacker in the sect.

Chi Qianning slowly released the other’s fingers one by one, her palm withdrawing from between the digits, finally letting go of her.

Song Linlin also retracted her hand. Having her fingers played with, she didn’t think much of it. The rest of their interaction was very harmonious.

It wasn’t until noon that Song Linlin, who was lying on the bed, put away the borrowed books. She turned to look at Chi Qianning, who was sitting beside her, and habitually asked: “I’m going to eat. Do you want to come?”

Judging from the previous situations, Chi Qianning shouldn’t go, which was the result Song Linlin most desired. After all, even eating here required contribution points.

Song Linlin was a poor ghost. Although she had just received a reward for completing the down-mountain mission, it clearly wouldn’t last long, and having one less person to feed was naturally the best outcome.

Under Song Linlin’s expectant gaze, Chi Qianning slowly shook her head, looking uninterested. “No.”

“Great!”

Song Linlin immediately agreed, stood up and put on her shoes. Before going out, she didn’t forget to say to Chi Qianning: “Then I’m going out to eat. I’ll be back soon! In the afternoon, I’ll take you to find something to do so you won’t be bored staying at home all day.”

Chi Qianning nodded, not refusing.

After leaving the room, Song Linlin headed straight for the sect’s eatery. The food sold there was varied, and most of it had special effects that were incomparable to ordinary mortal food.

Food with better effects was naturally not cheap, such as the meat balls made from the flesh of certain demonic beasts. Eating more could subtly improve one’s physique and strength. The rarer the ingredients, the more expensive they were, but Song Linlin was reluctant to buy them.

Of course, the sect also allowed disciples to cook for themselves, but this required them to prepare ingredients and light fires, which was too troublesome and time-consuming for most disciples who were busy cultivating. The meals in the eatery tasted good and could improve cultivation results, so most people chose to eat here.

Song Linlin looked around and was severely shocked by the prices of some limited-edition foods, lamenting that all her possessions couldn’t even buy one plate of food.

She silently picked some cheaper options, then sat alone in a corner, watching occasional disciples who looked clearly wealthy buy the sky-high limited-edition foods.

Although the sect required everyone to dress the same, this didn’t prevent the rich from showing off with the latest limited-edition spirit swords they carried. Within the sect, transactions could be done with both contribution points and the hard currency of this world—spirit stones.

Quietly observing those seemingly ordinary yet shockingly expensive items, Song Linlin suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

If these things are so expensive, wouldn’t I make a fortune by getting some raw materials?

She remembered there seemed to be some missions in the Affairs Hall for collecting ingredients for the eatery. The rarer the ingredients, the higher the sect contribution points earned. Furthermore, these were long-term missions with no time limit; you could submit them as long as you collected a sufficient amount.

The more Song Linlin thought about it, the more excited she became. It was just about collecting some ingredients. Couldn’t she just choose some types that weren’t very dangerous?

And the reward was truly generous!

Since she had decided to find something to do this afternoon and hadn’t decided what, why not go collect ingredients for the eatery?

Chi Qianning probably wouldn’t mind, right?

She probably wouldn’t…

Song Linlin worried a little, but then she thought differently: wouldn’t going out to collect ingredients be like going out to play? It’s just that she’d bring back some spoils of war incidentally.

“Mm! She shouldn’t mind!”

With that thought, Song Linlin sped up her eating, quickly finished the food in front of her, and then immediately rushed back to her dwelling.

“Chi Qianning! Let’s go out and have some fun this afternoon!” Song Linlin leaned close to Chi Qianning, asking with an expectant look.

Chi Qianning was comfortably leaning on the soft couch in the living room, holding one of the leisure books Song Linlin had borrowed to pass the time. Seeing Song Linlin suddenly approach her, she lazily lifted her eyes and saw excitement and anticipation in the other’s eyes, almost impatience.

She put down the book in her hand and said faintly: “Do what?”

“I don’t know, haven’t decided yet,” Song Linlin shook her head honestly.

She would need to go to the Affairs Hall later to choose which specific mission to accept.

Chi Qianning continued to ask: “Go where?”

“Uh… that’s not certain either.”

Song Linlin had to decide which mission to take before she could finally determine where they would go and what they would do.

This time, Chi Qianning fell silent, looking at Song Linlin and feeling she was completely unreliable. She was the one who suggested going out to play, yet when asked about the specifics, she was clueless.

Sensing the other’s speechlessness, Song Linlin shamelessly grabbed her arm, hugged it, and swayed it back and forth, constantly pleading: “Aiya, just come with me~”

“It’s so boring going out alone! Please accompany me~ Please, please~”

Having her arm forcibly hugged, Chi Qianning listened to Song Linlin’s sweet voice beside her and saw her eager face, and couldn’t help but “Tsk” softly.

“You let go of my arm first,” Chi Qianning said, looking sideways at Song Linlin with some resistance.

Song Linlin blinked, looking as if she wouldn’t let go unless the other person agreed. “So, are you coming?”

Chi Qianning looked at her, was silent for two seconds, and finally sighed. “I’ll go.”

“Yay!”

Song Linlin let go of her, looking eager to try, clearly impatient. Her mind was already imagining a beautiful future. She immediately followed up: “Then let’s go!”

“Don’t you need to rest before going?”

Chi Qianning eyed her suspiciously for two seconds. After spending these past few days together, she was gradually familiar with each other’s routines. Song Linlin really loved to slack off, and by rights, she should be lying down after just finishing a meal.

Her current eagerness was rare and suspicious.

“No need!”

Song Linlin had already stood up, full of fighting spirit as if injected with chicken blood. She said with determined eyes: “I feel energetic right now and it’s perfect for setting off immediately. Let’s go quickly!”

After all, it was already noon, leaving only the afternoon. They had to pick a mission early so they would have enough time to collect.

If there wasn’t enough time, and the collected amount wasn’t sufficient, then the whole afternoon would be wasted, and she’d have to go another day, which would be too much trouble.

“Let’s go, let’s go!”

Song Linlin looked at Chi Qianning, who was slowly getting up, and urged: “Look, we’re so decadent lying in bed all day. We should go out and stretch our limbs!”

Chi Qianning couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Song Linlin. It was clearly her who loved to lie in bed and not move all day, yet now she was playing the victim.

Pulling Chi Qianning out the door, Song Linlin headed straight for the Affairs Hall to accept a mission, her goal clear, not even sparing a glance at other places.

Since others probably couldn’t see Chi Qianning, she wasn’t worried about dragging her out. As for why she was dragging her, Song Linlin found her walking too slow, always moving leisurely, and since she was in a hurry, she had to personally intervene.

“Where are you going?”

Chi Qianning watched Song Linlin pulling her. Starting from their secluded dwelling, the places they passed became progressively livelier and more crowded, but this didn’t look like a place for fun at all.

“We’re here!”

Song Linlin stopped, looking at the building in front of her. The plaque above was inscribed with the three large, vibrant characters “Affairs Hall.”

There were many elders and deacons of the Mysterious Cloud Sect inside. To be safe, Song Linlin decided not to bring Chi Qianning in, lest someone discover there was something amiss with her.

Song Linlin pulled Chi Qianning into a corner, then finally let go of the hand she had been tightly gripping. She looked left and right, and seeing no one staring at her, she whispered: “Wait for me here for a moment, I’ll be right back!”

Having said that, Song Linlin turned and headed toward the main entrance. In the process, she didn’t forget to turn her head and instruct: “Don’t wander off, wait for me right here!”

Chi Qianning was not blind and naturally noticed what this place was. She was puzzled and had a few guesses, but since Song Linlin had already darted into the building, she couldn’t say anything more and could only wait outside for Song Linlin to return.

She didn’t wait long. Soon, Song Linlin came running out, skipping and looking very happy. She looked expectant and said to Chi Qianning: “Let’s go, we’re going fishing!”

Chi Qianning finally understood completely. She didn’t know how to describe her current mood, feeling both annoyed and amused, and said: “Song Linlin, you said you were going out to have fun, but you’re actually taking me out to do a mission with you?”