Chapter 12: Su Bao the Mystic

“You know, other people can’t see Da Hei on my shoulder.”

Su Bao looked at Fu Lang as if he were an idiot.

Being stared at unblinkingly by her gave Fu Lang the creeps.

Why did this young girl speak so eerily?

Trying to lighten the mood, he shrugged with feigned nonchalance, “So, other people can’t see the bird on your shoulder. Does that mean only someone as handsome and charming as me can?”

Su Bao shook her head seriously.

“No, only those who are about to die can see it.”

Fu Lang: “…”

This girl’s words left a man in his late twenties speechless!

Su Bao, the little stoic, suddenly grinned at Fu Lang, “So, you’re going to die soon, big brother.”

Da Hei: “…”

Bao, don’t do this. Don’t grin like that when others are about to have bad luck.

You’ll get beaten up one day!

Fu Lang thought it was a good thing he had a soft spot for women.

Otherwise, anyone else might have gotten angry!

But fortunately, he was patient, and even when cursed to die soon, he just awkwardly shrugged and advised Su Bao, “Junior, you’re still young. You shouldn’t speak so bluntly. If you offend the wrong person, it won’t end well.”

Fu Lang was a good-natured person in every way.

Except in matters of romance, where he was quite the playboy.

He wasn’t actually interested in Su Bao; he preferred long-haired, voluptuous, mature women.

Though he occasionally liked a fresh, innocent type, Su Bao wasn’t really his style.

He just had a sharp tongue and liked to tease.

This person…

Wasn’t too annoying.

Su Bao’s gaze settled on the jade pendant hanging around Fu Lang’s neck, her round almond eyes darting around.

Ghosts, none.

Incense, none.

Spiritual energy…

Hmm…

Spiritual energy = gems = the jade pendant before her.

“If I can save you from the imminent disaster, could you pay me with five jade pendants like that one?” Su Bao pointed to the jade pendant on Fu Lang’s neck.

Fu Lang found it amusing.

This girl was relentless, really playing the role of a mystic!

She was so committed, it was impressive!

Fu Lang thought Su Bao must be a girl obsessed with tarot cards or feng shui, deeply immersed in it, making her act all mystical in daily life.

But he didn’t mind playing along; he was always accommodating to women.

As long as the request wasn’t too excessive, he would agree.

“Sure!” Fu Lang chuckled, not taking it seriously.

Then he watched as Su Bao put her finger to her lips, and somehow, in the blink of an eye, a bead of blood appeared on her fingertip.

Su Bao pressed the blood onto the jade pendant around Fu Lang’s neck.

Fu Lang glanced down unintentionally and saw the girl’s cat-like eyes gleaming with a serious light, as if she were performing a sacred and solemn ritual.

The fine hairs on her cheeks were like the fuzz on a peach, looking so tender and juicy, it made him want to take a bite.

His thoughts began to wander.

Su Bao withdrew her hand, “It’s done. When you encounter evil spirits, don’t be afraid. Use the jade pendant to ward them off; they won’t dare approach.”

Tsk, she really made it sound convincing.

Although Fu Lang didn’t believe it, he still said, “Junior, you didn’t even give me your phone number. How will I thank you for saving my life?”

Su Bao’s round little face lifted as she looked at Fu Lang, speaking earnestly, “After you avoid the imminent disaster, you’ll naturally find a way to seek me out to save your life. No need for contact information.”

Fu Lang clicked his tongue, “That’s such a hassle! I’ll have to go out of my way to find you.”

The way she spoke, half formal and half casual, made him want to tease her.

Su Bao stared at Fu Lang impatiently for a while before finally saying slowly, “I don’t have a phone.”

She disliked people who pressed for details.

Forcing her to admit she had nothing.

Fu Lang: “…”