Don't Lie to Your Therapist—She Already Knows Your Fate

Chapter 484 - 370: They’re All Bad Guys (3)

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Wen Ying reached out and touched the chair.

A giggling sound—"Hee hee hee... hee hee hee..."—filled the room. Though no one was visible, the sound was all-pervasive, seeming to bore right through a person’s body.

"Little White is fine. Don’t worry," Wen Ying reassured Kong Jian.

"Come on out, little one."

"Hee hee hee... The pretty lady is so clever."

A well-dressed boy walked out from a small side door. He was smiling as he looked at Wen Ying. "Are you here looking for her, pretty lady?"

He pointed a finger at Little White.

"A big pretty lady and a little pretty lady... so, who are you?"

The boy gave Kong Jian a troubled look, seemingly unable to understand why two pretty ladies would bring a dim-witted little monk with them.

"Hey, little monk, do you know how to subdue demons?"

The boy asked in a taunting tone.

Kong Jian’s expression remained impassive. "No. But I will kill you."

"Ooh, so fierce... Hee hee hee... Do you even know where you are? This is my house. You want to kill me in my own house? You’ve made me unhappy. Let’s see... Do you want to sit in that chair too?"

"Pretty lady, since you’re so beautiful, why don’t you keep me company? If you do, I’ll let you go. How about it?"

Kong Jian struck with lightning speed, but the boy seemed to vanish into thin air, instantly reappearing somewhere else.

"You’ve angered me, little monk. I’ve decided I’m going to kill you."

Kong Jian acted as if he hadn’t heard, turning to Wen Ying. "Liger, may I kill him?"

"Of course."

Kong Jian removed the string of Buddha Beads from his wrist.

It was the first time Kong Jian had ever removed them. "You’re a spirit of some skill, but I will help you pass on."

The beads, now clutched in Kong Jian’s palm, suddenly began to glow.

They emitted a shimmering light.

Kong Jian plucked off a single bead. After muttering a quick, inaudible chant, he flicked the bead from his palm.

The boy watched with curiosity. He’d never seen such an amusing little toy before.

The moment the Buddha Bead struck him, a ring of light flared into existence, trapping him within.

The boy’s expression turned grim. He tried to walk out but found he couldn’t leave the circle.

"What did you do to me?"

This boy was a high-level spirit in this misty domain. He figured he’d been careless for a moment, allowing himself to be trapped by this little monk.

"I said I would kill you. If I kill you, Da Guo will wake up, right?"

Meanwhile, in the Illusion Realm, Little White was playing hide-and-seek with her mother. She played so hard her fur was soaked with sweat, but she didn’t feel tired at all.

This was the greatest joy she had ever known.

When she got tired from playing, her mother would hold her close. Beside them were many others of her kind.

Many of them hadn’t yet taken human form and still looked like foxes.

But every fox was happy, playing together, playing with Little White.

’I want to live like this forever,’ Little White thought.

But suddenly, the world seemed to twist and contort, and everything changed.

Little White heard the screams of her kin. She heard her mother shouting, "Little White, run! Little White, run!" She heard the voices of humans, vowing to slaughter the Fox Clan.

In an instant, everything had been turned upside down.

Her happy life vanished. Before her eyes was only blood, destruction, and death.

Her friends, the ones she had just been playing hide-and-seek with, died one by one before her very eyes.

AAAAAH!

Little White couldn’t help but scream. Her heart was breaking. Her entire body ached with a pain that pierced her to the very bone.

Her mother’s form shattered into pieces before her eyes.

Pain. Unceasing pain, spreading through her entire body.

Wen Ying and Kong Jian saw Little White’s expression change. Her face was suddenly covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and she looked as though she were enduring unbearable agony.

"Liger!" Kong Jian cried, his voice laced with anxiety.

Wen Ying reached out and took Little White’s hand in hers, whispering gently in her ear, "Little White, it’s time to come home."

"Little White, it’s time to come home."

After she repeated the phrase a few times, Little White’s eyes slowly fluttered open.

The moment her eyes opened, she burst into tears. "Sister! I saw my mother... I saw my friends... They all died... They died right in front of me!"

Little White was inconsolable.

Wen Ying held her, gently patting her back.

"Impossible! Impossible! How could this be!"

The boy, still trapped in the ring of light, stared at the scene in disbelief.

’She shouldn’t have woken up! She was supposed to die in there!’