I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 100

Jiang Yiqing’s thoughts were in disarray as she waited silently in her room until the moonlight rose and the night grew still.

In ancient times, people would have long been asleep by now, but the house remained quite lively. On the sofa in the living room, Auntie Qin was knitting while watching television.

Wearing her fluffy pajamas, Jiang Yiqing asked Auntie Qin, “Auntie Qin, are there any specific rules for offering incense here? Do I need to change my clothes or anything?”

“Yiqing, you never used to care about these things before,” Auntie Qin laughed. “You’ve grown sensible, child. It doesn’t matter; I believe that sincerity is what makes it spirit-effective.”

Jiang Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Alright.”

She looked closely at what Auntie Qin was knitting and asked, “Auntie Qin, what are you making?”

Auntie Qin seemed tempted to hide it, but then figured that since it had already been seen, there was no point. She generously showed it to Jiang Yiqing. Jiang Yiqing said, “It’s a hat, right!”

“That’s right,” Auntie Qin said with a smile. “I know you don’t lack for such things, Yiqing. However, when you were little, I used to make your clothes and shoes myself. You loved them back then, though later when I asked, you said you didn’t remember. You were still small then, only in primary school. I don’t know how to make anything else, and since your birthday is coming up and you have everything else already, I wanted to knit you a hat. I haven’t knitted in a long time, so my skills are a bit rusty.”

Jiang Yiqing felt her nose tingle with emotion and said, “Auntie Qin, it’s not that I don’t remember, it’s that I don’t want to see you working so hard on knitting. It’s quite tiring. I will cherish this hat dearly, but please don’t stay up too late working on it; it’s very hard on your eyes.”

“Alright, I know,” Auntie Qin said gratifiedly. Then, as if remembering something, she asked Jiang Yiqing, “Nothing bad will happen with Sister-in-law Wang’s side, will it? I’ve been paying attention lately, and she hasn’t come near us at all.”

Ever since the day they celebrated Yiqing’s discharge from the hospital when Sister-in-law Wang appeared, she hadn’t seen her near the courtyard again. This was actually quite abnormal; the two houses were adjacent, and usually, they would see each other frequently.

“With Sister Luo here, nothing bad will happen,” Jiang Yiqing said with a smile.

She checked the clock in the living room; it was exactly eleven o’clock. Slipping into her cotton slippers, she opened the door and stepped outside. The cold wind immediately rushed down her neck, making her hunch her shoulders.

She circled around the steps to the back of the residence and called out “Sister Luo.” In the quiet night, there was no echo. Looking at the black eaves and the withered trees in the backyard, Jiang Yiqing suddenly felt a bit afraid. Her ears caught a movement, and she turned around in a fright, only to see a stray cat scurrying past the corner of the wall.

Jiang Yiqing had come out in a hurry and hadn’t brought her phone. She thought it would be better to contact Luo Shuyu first; she didn’t have the courage to wander around such a large place alone looking for her, especially since they had just mentioned Sister-in-law Wang, which made things feel even more terrifying.

As she was walking back with her head down, she suddenly bumped into something. Jiang Yiqing’s heart nearly stopped. She looked up to see Luo Shuyu dressed in black, almost merging with the night, with only a pair of bright, snow-like eyes watching her.

“Sister Luo, why are you… here?”

“…”

For a moment, Jiang Yiqing felt like she had truly run into a ghost. She wondered if this Luo Shuyu was an impostor trying to harm her, but for some reason, looking at Luo Shuyu’s face, she felt a flicker of excitement at the thought. She quickly suppressed the unrealistic notion and tried calling out to her again.

“Sister Luo, why aren’t you saying anything?”

Luo Shuyu had spent so much time in contact with metaphysics that she had become somewhat eccentric. Occasionally, she would display a completely emotionless “poker face,” and combined with her silent movements, she would often appear suddenly before people, which usually terrified them. Even Lan Changge said she was a bit too scary, but Luo Shuyu hadn’t expected that Jiang Yiqing wouldn’t be afraid.

“Don’t you think I’m scary like this?”

“It’s… okay.” Jiang Yiqing forced a smile. After all, having seen many ghosts, what fright hadn’t she endured? Her resistance to horror was exceptionally high.

For instance, right now, she and Luo Shuyu were standing on a staircase without a single light, face to face, looking more like ghosts than actual ghosts, yet Jiang Yiqing managed to hold her ground. It wasn’t that she wasn’t afraid of the pitch-black environment, but rather that she was good at psychological self-comfort.

Luo Shuyu said nothing but reached out and took Jiang Yiqing’s hand.

Jiang Yiqing was stunned for a moment but obediently let her hand be held. Luo Shuyu’s hand was somewhat cold, while Jiang Yiqing’s felt much warmer, having just come from indoors.

Jiang Yiqing looked up and saw the moon weaving through the clouds. For some reason, the wind tonight was very piercing, blowing the clouds so they lingered in the night sky like strands of gauze.

“Sister Luo, I heard that things like setting up altars require attention to the heavenly timing. Is tonight a very auspicious time?”

“Yes.”

Her answer was brief, so Jiang Yiqing stopped asking. In truth, she was still very curious about the profession Luo Shuyu practiced. Although she had heard many rumors, she had never actually seen Luo Shuyu catch a ghost with her own eyes—even that time at the nursing home was just a minor confrontation.

It felt strange to say she wanted to see Luo Shuyu take action, as she also wanted to avoid trouble.

Luo Shuyu gently pulled Jiang Yiqing along as they moved through the silent courtyard. They finally reached a wall were, from a distance, Jiang Yiqing could see bright candlelight. The flames flickered and swayed in the night wind as if they were alive, stretching far out from the candles before slowly retreating.

Jiang Yiqing was stunned by the sight and couldn’t help but grip Luo Shuyu’s hand and stop walking. She said, “Sister Luo, am I seeing things correctly?”

“Yiqing, are you afraid?”

The System had said that because Luo Shuyu’s metaphysical talent was too high, it resulted in a destiny of solitary stars, and she might even have a shortened lifespan. No matter how difficult this path was, Jiang Yiqing did not want to see her walk it alone.

“I’m not afraid,” Jiang Yiqing said, noticing a slight dampness from sweat between their joined hands. She wasn’t sure if it was hers or Luo Shuyu’s, but she leaned a bit closer to her. This time, she took the lead and stepped forward firmly.

Luo Shuyu was led by her to the surroundings of the altar. Under the firelight, Jiang Yiqing saw the divine statue of the Princess, looking as vivid and beautiful as a living person. She blinked, feeling as though she saw Princess Xianming slowly fluttering her eyelashes, as if she might step across a thousand years of frost and awaken from the dust of history at any moment.

An indescribable sense of awe gripped Jiang Yiqing’s heart.

Luo Shuyu gently released her hand and began silently reciting Taoist scriptures before the altar.

Unfamiliar words flowed from her mouth; the low whispers of her beautiful voice drifted slowly through the cold night air. The entire world seemed to consist only of her, Luo Shuyu, and the altar. Jiang Yiqing felt as though her soul was pinned in place; she felt the voice echoing in her mind over and over. Aside from this beautiful voice and the sense of reverence brought by the scriptures, she could think of nothing else.

As Luo Shuyu finished reciting the scriptures, she began forming obscure hand seals with her fingers. Once the seals were complete, she suddenly flashed behind Jiang Yiqing.

Jiang Yiqing tensed for a moment and was about to speak, but Luo Shuyu’s finger pressed against her brow. Realizing that the spellcasting was at a critical point, Jiang Yiqing kept her mouth shut.

Luo Shuyu’s fingers grazed her face lingeringly. For a moment, Jiang Yiqing couldn’t tell if this was a technique or something else. Just as she was about to be entranced by the faint scent of sandalwood on those fingers, Luo Shuyu withdrew her hand.

She took two sticks of incense from her robe and placed them in Jiang Yiqing’s hands, signaling for her to light them.

“…”

Jiang Yiqing had no choice but to concentrate. She stepped forward, and as she brought the incense close to the candles, she could almost see her own face in the wildly growing flames. She could see the flames nearly touching her hair, only to pull back as if in fear. Once the incense was lit, Jiang Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Amidst the steaming incense smoke, she saw the divine statue smiling at her. Jiang Yiqing closed her eyes and, using her former posture for offering incense, bowed three times before the altar. She said piously, “This female believer seeks the protection of Princess Xianming. Please protect me and my loved ones, keeping us healthy and happy, so that within our lifetimes, our wishes may be fulfilled.”

After finishing her prayer, Jiang Yiqing placed the incense into the burner and looked back at Luo Shuyu.

Luo Shuyu had her eyes closed, lost in thought. When she opened them, she said, “You… were also a princess before?”

Jiang Yiqing hadn’t expected her to say this suddenly and blushed instantly, saying, “Why, do I not look like one?”

“I had previously dreamed of a phoenix resting on a parasol tree, and just now the divine statue told me secretly that she sensed the aura of a fellow princess from you and is willing to treat you as a sister,” Luo Shuyu said. “As I thought, you are a princess who crossed over from a dynasty with powerful spiritual energy.”

“I was indeed a princess, just not as incredible as Princess Xianming…” Jiang Yiqing said softly. If anything, she had been quite useless.

“…Though I don’t know what you encountered in that world, I hope you feel that staying here is also good. I think the original Yiqing must have thought so too.”

Luo Shuyu’s expression actually turned tender—the kind of expression Jiang Yiqing missed the most.

However, she would not mistake her for her Imperial Sister again.

Jiang Yiqing felt immense comfort in her heart. It was as if all the suffering she had endured was worth it for this one sentence. She said, “Yes, although I don’t know what caused us to cross over, for me, coming here feels like being saved.”

And the reason she felt this way was largely due to Luo Shuyu. Luo Shuyu couldn’t do without her, and she couldn’t do without Luo Shuyu; they were truly a match made in heaven.

“Host, spiritual energy transmission received. Do you need me to report it to you, or shall I calculate it automatically in the background so as not to disturb you?”

“So fast?” Jiang Yiqing checked the background. Although the Star Coins were increasing slowly at a rate of 10+20+, at this rate, it would soon become a massive amount.

At this time, Luo Shuyu also told Jiang Yiqing, “The altar is now established. From this moment on, this residence is protected by the divine. The Grudge Handprint will slowly fade until it eventually disappears completely.”