Daomu Biji: A Thousand Faces

Ah Tou instantly froze as she saw the very long man bending over and trying to kiss her. At that exact moment, a gust of wind rose up from behind her and Liang Yanyan flipped up to the second floor. She grabbed Ah Tou and pulled her over the second-floor railing. 

The two flipped over and landed on the first-floor sofa. Ah Tou quickly recovered from the bout of dizziness and saw that the thing had bent its upper body from the second floor and was staring at them. It was so tall that its head almost touched the sofa, and its face had already changed back to that of the man she had seen before.

Liang Yanyan glared at the thing and yelled, “Get lost!” Ah Tou suddenly felt a stream of warm air radiating from Liang Yanyan and the thing immediately vanished. 

Ah Tou’s cold sweat blended with Liang Yanyan’s hot sweat as the two lay on the sofa gasping for breath. It wasn’t until a while later that Ah Tou began to feel uncomfortable about the whole situation. When she came to her senses, she found herself completely curled up in Liang Yanyan’s arms. 

“I told you not to go upstairs, but you didn’t listen.” Liang Yanyan pushed her away. Her shirt was completely unsuitable for moving around like that and almost all of the buttons had become loose. She stood up, fixed her hair that had come loose just now, and started buttoning her shirt.

Ah Tou immediately turned and looked at the second floor, “Where did it go?”

"It's still up there."

"That’s it, I can’t do it anymore. I can't stay here any longer." Ah Tou got up from the sofa. Are you kidding me? It’s not even a ghost, it’s an alien! Who can put up with an alien that launches direct and sneak attacks? Can’t you even tell the difference between truth and reality?

"It follows you wherever you go. You’re safest only with me. If you don’t listen, I’ll tell Xie Yuchen that we ended our contract." Liang Yanyan’s hair tie was broken, but she saw that Ah Tou had another one on her wrist, so she took it and tied her hair up. "Let me tell you something. When you have a problem in your life, it's best to stay close to the problem and confront it. If you avoid it, you won't be on pins and needles, so you won't have the motivation to deal with it."

Ah Tou understood what Liang Yanyan was saying, but her body had a mind of its own. As a result, her head and body were facing different directions.

"Give me seven days to solve this matter with you. I’ll make sure your life returns to normal. You and I will become best friends and I’ll blackmail Xie Yuchen into giving us a lot of money. It’s a win-win situation, so why not do it? You don’t have to worry about that thing. You saw what happened. As long as I’m here, you’re safe.”

Ah Tou recalled what she had just witnessed and felt her body become weak. She took a look at the second floor and then at the door. Although she felt extremely uncomfortable, she sat back down on the sofa and then buried her face in her hands. The pain of losing her cat, the terror, and the sense of helplessness all came flooding back, making her choke up. 

Liang Yanyan didn’t disturb her, but leaned against the door and looked at the tattoos on Ah Tou’s arms. 

What made Ah Tou grateful was that her bathroom was on the first floor. In fact, she was even afraid of taking a shower alone now. Her shower had frosted glass, which enabled you to see the outline of the person showering. She used to think it was quite sexy, but now it was very scary. 

But at the same time, Ah Tou was too embarrassed to ask Liang Yanyan to accompany her in the shower. The speed and precision of girls bathing differed, so if the two showered together, there would surely be a lot of conflicts. It was also quite inconvenient.

In the end, she decided not to close the shower door all the way. When she peeked through the gap, she could see Liang Yanyan flipping through her sketchbook on the sofa. As she showered, she would periodically check on Liang Yanyan. When she was close to being done, she started to relax. Then she suddenly remembered that her sketchbook was full of life drawings of herself. 

Ah Tou wasn’t famous or rich enough to afford art models, so artists at her level usually sat in front of a mirror and drew themselves. Of course, they could also refer to photos, but capturing the natural light and shadows was a way to hone one’s skills. 

Her face immediately turned red as she remembered that she had a lot of mischievous ideas when she drew herself. For example, she always tried to draw her breasts a little bigger.

She looked at Liang Yanyan again and found that the other woman had almost finished flipping through the entire sketchbook. She calmed down and thought, whatever, I’m just going to pretend that I don’t know she looked at it. Then, she quickly dried herself off and came out of the bathroom. 

It was Liang Yanyan’s turn to take a shower after that. Ah Tou couldn’t force her to leave the shower door open, so she could only pray that the woman would shower faster.

In the end, Liang Yanyan didn’t sleep on the second floor, but pulled the sofa bed out and slept next to Ah Tou. The two slept back-to-back, with Ah Tou on the side farthest away from the second floor. 

“Sister Yan, are you a mage?”

"I'm not. It's hard to describe what I do." Liang Yanyan looked at the darkness on the second floor.

"Why are you so powerful if you’re not a mage?"

"Are you interviewing me?”

"No… I’m sorry…”

"Go to sleep," Liang Yanyan said. "If you hear anything at night, don't open your eyes. Just go back to sleep and you'll be fine.”

That night, Ah Tou didn’t know how she fell asleep. Liang Yanyan’s body temperature was high and her energy shrouded Ah Tou like a blanket, which made Ah Tou sleep even better than usual. When Ah Tou woke up, Liang Yanyan was still asleep. She cautiously sat up and looked at the second floor. The sun was shining in from the outside and the second floor didn’t seem as horrible as before. She turned to look at Liang Yanyan again. Under the sunlight, she found that Liang Yanyan had a charming and lovely face, which was completely different from the cold temperament she had last night.