After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Entangled by a Crazy and Beautiful Villain - Chapter 7

Song Linlin subconsciously wanted to ask, “What kind of way is that?” but after quickly recalling the situation, she swallowed the question.

“Oh,” she nodded, explaining herself, “You said before that mortals couldn’t see you. I thought cultivators were different, so I acted that way in the heat of the moment…”

After listening, Chi Qianning just turned her head and stopped looking at Song Linlin.

Why is this person so difficult?

Song Linlin recalled her previous actions—she had just covered her with the quilt, nothing more…

She really couldn’t understand.

Perhaps because they had spent this much time together and the other party didn’t seem to intend to kill her for the time being, Song Linlin suddenly felt the urge to be a bit provocative. Since Chi Qianning had turned away from her, Song Linlin decided to proactively approach her!

Song Linlin suddenly took a few steps forward, bent down, leaned in close to Chi Qianning, and said with a smile, “Do you want to eat something? We can share.”

Chi Qianning didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she remained silent for two seconds, and then a hint of anger gradually stained her red eyes. She reached out and grabbed Song Linlin.

The force was too strong for Song Linlin to resist. Her feet stumbled, and the next second she tumbled onto the bed. The other person leaned over and propped herself above Song Linlin, her gaze dangerous. Then, Song Linlin heard Chi Qianning’s cold, yet irritated voice: “Have I been too lenient with you, that you dare to play tricks on me?”

Oh no, I’ve taken this too far…

This time, it was Song Linlin who was pinned down. She didn’t dare to move and immediately chose to surrender and apologize: “I’m sorry, my Lady, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have committed such an insubordinate act; it is truly inexcusable! I promise I will be cautious with my words and actions in the future!”

After saying such a long sentence in one breath, Song Linlin didn’t dare to use extreme words, like ‘I deserve to die.’ What if the other person actually said, “Then go die”? That would truly be a disaster caused by her own words.

As for why she didn’t promise never to do it again? Well, it was because she felt she couldn’t keep that promise…

Song Linlin blinked at her, looking very sincere. Chi Qianning was momentarily speechless. The other person’s quick admission of fault left her with a frustrating sense of nowhere to vent her anger.

Finally, she could only let out a soft “Hmph” and utter a warning that felt a bit weak: “Remember what you said. If there is a next time, you know the consequences.”

Chi Qianning got up, releasing Song Linlin, who was pinned to the bed, and sat upright. Song Linlin also pushed herself up to sit on the bed. Her already disheveled clothes were now even more messy. She stood up and tidied her loose clothing.

Carefully glancing at Chi Qianning, Song Linlin hesitantly asked, “If you’re not going to eat, my Lady, then I’ll eat by myself, okay?”

“I have already mastered bigu.”

Generally speaking, cultivators who reach the Golden Core stage can practice bigu (abstention from grain and worldly food). Once a Golden Core is formed in the body, they shed their mortal flesh and naturally no longer need to consume ordinary food to sustain their vital signs.

Of course, whether or not to eat is entirely up to personal preference. Bigu simply allows cultivators to go without food for a very long time without starving. Otherwise, those old masters who go into seclusion for decades or centuries would have starved hundreds of times over.

Since she didn’t want to eat, Song Linlin didn’t insist. The portion wasn’t much anyway, just right for one person.

After finishing the meal, she stacked the plates together. Later, the inn’s staff would come to collect the dishes, saving the guests any trouble.

Chi Qianning was already sitting in meditation with her eyes closed. The room was very quiet, and Song Linlin didn’t dare to disturb her. She had slept all morning and was now wide awake, so she probably wouldn’t be able to fall asleep for an afternoon nap.

Feeling utterly bored, Song Linlin decided to go out and walk around the inn. She said to Chi Qianning, “I’m going out for a bit, just staying inside the inn.”

The other person didn’t reply and didn’t even open her eyes. Song Linlin was probably used to her demeanor and took her silence as agreement. She gently opened the door and then closed it.

She wasn’t worried about someone sneaking into the room in her absence. After all, Chi Qianning herself had said that others couldn’t see her, so there was nothing to worry about.

Song Linlin walked down the corridor to the staircase, where she coincidentally met Zhiyu coming up from downstairs. Zhiyu maintained a warm, smiling, and gentle demeanor even toward the inn’s servants, which made people feel very comfortable.

Her tone was gentle, her smile amiable, and she softly said, “Junior Sister Song, why are you out? You haven’t even combed your hair.”

“I was bored staying in the room, so I came out for a walk,” Song Linlin replied with a similarly polite smile.

As for why she hadn’t combed her hair, laziness was one reason, but the main reason was that she didn’t know how to do the local hairstyles. Song Linlin was clumsy and couldn’t braid any kind of hair; at most, she could manage a high ponytail.

Zhiyu thought for a moment and asked, “Senior Sister Ye informed me to go to her room to discuss matters. I thought you must be resting, so I didn’t call you. Since Junior Sister Song is free now, how about you come with me?”

Are they going to discuss the experience mission?

Of course, she couldn’t miss this. She even had to find a way to give them some hints, otherwise, this main quest would be hellishly difficult, and many people would surely die.

Before Song Linlin transmigrated, she hadn’t interacted much with these people, only focusing on escaping. To her, the others were just strangers, and she felt no guilt about running away.

But after everything that had happened, and seeing how concerned they were about her even after she ran away, Song Linlin, whose heart wasn’t made of stone, truly felt too bad to run away alone now.

As the only one who knew the main plot, she naturally had to do something to try and change the situation.

Song Linlin nodded, “Alright! I’ll go with Senior Sister.”

The two arrived at Ye Tingran’s room together. Upon opening the door, they found two other people inside besides Ye Tingran, all sitting around together.

Song Linlin recognized one of them: Senior Brother Liu Zhi, the one who had gone with her and Ye Tingran to the Luofeng Temple last night to gather information.

After she ran away, this Senior Brother Liu Zhi had searched for her for an entire night in the wilderness. As for the other person, Song Linlin wasn’t very familiar with him, only knowing that he was also a strong member of the team.

“Junior Sister Song, why are you here too? How is your injury recovering?” Ye Tingran turned to see Song Linlin enter with Zhiyu and asked with concern.

Song Linlin offered a polite smile, “I’m mostly fine now.”

“Mhm.” Ye Tingran nodded. “Come, take a seat.”

The two found seats and sat down. As Zhiyu passed the dressing table, she picked up a comb. She moved her stool behind Song Linlin and very thoughtfully said, “Junior Sister Song, I’ll help you tie up your hair. I’ll have to borrow Senior Sister Ye’s comb.”

Ye Tingran certainly didn’t mind such a small thing. Song Linlin, however, was very touched. When she read the novel, she knew Zhiyu was a gentle supporting female character—kind-hearted, eager to help, and very popular with others.

She didn’t expect to meet her in person, and she was even more gentle and considerate than imagined!

Once everyone was seated, Ye Tingran spoke first: “We discussed this earlier this morning. Since the information we obtained previously was incorrect, the person who seemingly let us trick him into providing ‘key information’ must not be simple.”

“This morning, Junior Sister Zhiyu specially went to observe him. It seems he doesn’t yet know that we’ve realized something is wrong.”

“That’s right,” Zhiyu said while combing Song Linlin’s hair. “Before lunch, I deliberately pretended to pass by him, and that person even actively greeted me. Judging by his reaction, he doesn’t look like someone who knows he’s been exposed.”

Ye Tingran continued, “So, Senior Brother Liu Zhi suggested that we should quickly capture him and interrogate him to find out the truth. Once he realizes he’s been exposed, he will definitely disappear without a trace, and it will be difficult to catch him then.”

“What do you all think?” Ye Tingran took a sip of tea. “Personally, I strongly agree with this approach.”

After Ye Tingran finished speaking, she looked at the others. Song Linlin naturally expressed her support, and everyone else also unanimously agreed.

“Good,” Ye Tingran nodded, her gaze hardening. “Then, later, Zhiyu and I will go together to test his strength and attempt to capture him alive.”

“Senior Sister Ye! I’ll go too!” Song Linlin raised her hand enthusiastically.

This kind of thing, of course, couldn’t be done without her!

The others, seeing Song Linlin voluntarily wanting to join, frowned. Ye Tingran also hadn’t expected Song Linlin to want to go. She said, “Junior Sister Song, you just fought an enemy last night. Going now might injure you.”

Hearing that the other party intended to refuse her, Song Linlin immediately said, “Senior Sister Ye, I engaged in combat with those people last night. Perhaps I can be of some help in certain matters.”

“And don’t worry, I’ve mostly recovered. At worst, when you two are fighting him, I’ll just hide on the side. I definitely won’t be a burden to you!”

Song Linlin’s argument was logical, and it seemed to make sense. Ye Tingran looked at Zhiyu, seeking her opinion with her eyes.

Zhiyu also shook her head, indicating that she had no problem. Only then did Ye Tingran nod and instruct Song Linlin: “Alright then. If we encounter danger later, Junior Sister Song, stay far away and leave it to Zhiyu and me.”

The group then discussed some specific strategies and support plans. By the time everyone had more or less reached a decision, Zhiyu had also finished styling Song Linlin’s hair.

She used only a simple hairpin to create a practical hairstyle for Song Linlin. Song Linlin looked in the mirror. Originally, her hair, though not exactly messy, was somewhat casual and untidy because it was too long and simply draped over her shoulders.

Now, the hair at the front was pulled back, fully exposing her face, making her look much neater and crisper. Her black-blue almond-shaped eyes, crescent eyebrows, and eyelashes like small fans, along with a prominent nose, made her quite attractive.

Of course, she couldn’t compare to the female lead or important supporting female characters. After all, she was a mere background character; how beautiful could she be expected to be? Probably just about pretty enough to be the village beauty in a village.

Exiting Ye Tingran’s room, Song Linlin first had to go back to her room and report to Chi Qianning. She used the excuse of needing to retrieve something from her room and asked the other two to wait for her outside the inn.

Song Linlin happily returned to her room and abruptly pushed the door open. Her sword was placed near the bed, and she needed to take her sidearm with her before leaving.

Chi Qianning, of course, heard the movement of the door opening. She opened her eyes and saw Song Linlin walking toward the bed without closing the door.

Her previously loosely draped long hair was now secured with a hairpin, making her look lighter.

Chi Qianning stared at the hairpin. She didn’t remember Song Linlin having a hairpin when she left.

“I’m going out with two Senior Sisters. I might not be back at the inn until the evening. Do you want to come along?” Song Linlin picked up her sword, asking Chi Qianning as she lowered her head to attach it to her waist.

When she finished securing the sword and looked up, she found Chi Qianning resting her chin on one hand, her red eyes slightly narrowed, fixed on the top of Song Linlin’s head.

“The way your hair is tied is quite nice,” Chi Qianning replied non-committally.

“This?”

Song Linlin didn’t hide anything and spoke with a tone of admiration: “Senior Sister Zhiyu helped me style it. She is so kind, and the hairpin is hers too!”

“Oh…” Chi Qianning responded faintly, turned to look out the window, and her voice became light: “Then you go by yourself.”