Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

They are a very special tribe in modern times. They regard blood painting as the highest realm of spirit painting. Even Fu Sheng himself didn't know that there is a way to restrain it.

So when Fu Sheng saw that the chessboard could bounce back the words she had already drawn, one can imagine how shocked she was.

Compared to the fact that the chessboard could resist her painting spirit, the fact that the man in white robe could find a way to restrain her painting spirit was even more unacceptable to her.

"Do you remember I told you before that I don't belong here?" Fu Sheng said, "So I find it unbelievable that the man in white robes could find a way to restrain my painting spirit."

Fu Sheng had always thought that she was the only one who could deal with the man in white robe, not only because she could draw spirits, but more importantly, she did not belong to this world. Even if the man in white robe was the original author of the notes, he could not limit the abilities of her as a person outside the book.

However, it seems that this is not the case now. The chessboard can resist her painting spirit, which means that the man in white robe can restrain her, or at the very least, can guard against her abilities.

This made Fu Sheng feel confused and powerless.

She had entered his world, so was she also subject to his control?

If everything is governed by the laws of the man in white robes, how can they fight against him?

"Since he can restrain your ability, it shows that he is aware of your ability." Yan Su said after hearing Fu Sheng's words.

"But he has only seen my painting spirit a few times. How can he know my ability and find a way to restrain it?" Fu Sheng asked Yan Su, "You have also seen my painting spirit a few times. If I use my painting spirit on you now, can you find a way to deal with it?"

"No." Yan Su said frankly, "Because I don't know your abilities well enough."

Fu Sheng echoed, "Yes, why did the man in white robe..."

"What if he knows enough?" Yan Su spoke, interrupting Fu Sheng's unfinished words.

Fu Sheng was stunned.

Yan Su looked at Fu Sheng, locked eyes with her, and said word by word, "What if he has seen your abilities more than a few times?"

Yan Su's words were like a bomb hitting Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng felt his brain stop functioning for a moment, unable to think, and blankly repeated, "More than a few times?"

"Perhaps you should ask the person who brought you to this world." Yan Su looked at Fu Sheng's expression and said, "That person brought you here and let you come to me. There must be a reason."

Fu Sheng felt like something was about to burst out of her mind, but it was being suppressed tightly. Hearing Yan Su's words, she pulled the corners of her lips, "I want to ask him too..."

But that person is now even more confused than her.

"Alas, if I were one third as smart as you, I wouldn't be so confused right now." Fu Sheng sighed, "It would be great if I had your brain."

Fu Sheng did not reveal the world in the book, Qiqi's existence, or the identity of the man in white to Yan Su, but even so, he still said something that shocked Fu Sheng.

The angle of his analysis was something Fu Sheng had never thought of.

Hearing Fu Sheng's words, Yan Su smiled and said, "It will be the same if you tell me everything."

Hearing this, Fu Sheng stopped and looked up at Yan Su.

Yan Su was so smart, he said 'if'.

"But I know you can't." Yan Su continued, he gently plucked the leaves that fell on Fu Sheng's head, his voice gentle, "So I'm waiting, waiting for the day when you can tell me everything."

Those strange things that Fu Sheng thought Yan Su didn't notice had never escaped his eyes.

He didn't mention it, and even rarely asked about it, because he didn't want to embarrass Fu Sheng.

If Fu Sheng didn't say anything, he would pretend not to know.

He didn't want to add any burden to Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng rarely acts pretentiously, but at this moment his eyes felt sore for some reason, "I'm sorry..."

"Why are you crying?" Seeing Fu Sheng's red eyes, Yan Su's face changed, and a bit of panic suddenly appeared in his eyes. He was secretly annoyed by what he had just said, and hurriedly explained: "I know you have your reasons for not saying it, I am not blaming you..."

Before Yan Su could finish his words, Fu Sheng suddenly leaned over and hugged him.

Fu Sheng seldom took the initiative to hug him, which made Yan Su pause.

"Who is crying? You are crying." Fu Sheng refuted Yan Su's words. Her arms were tightly around Yan Su's neck, and her chin was resting on his shoulder. This angle made Yan Su unable to see her expression. She said in a muffled voice: "I know you don't blame me. I just feel a little guilty."

She was the person who least wanted any secrets between herself and Yan Su. She demanded this of Yan Su, but she could not meet it herself.

What she told Yan Su was already beyond the boundaries of Qiqi's warning.

She was also afraid that if she said more, something might go wrong.

Yan Su listened to Fu Sheng's words, raised his hands and hugged her back, and said softly: "I should blame myself, I can't share it with you."

Whenever Yan Su saw Fu Sheng frowning and staring blankly with a serious look on her face, he knew that she had encountered problems again.

But Fu Sheng didn't say anything. He knew that even if he asked, he would mostly just get a "nothing" or some insignificant excuse.

Every time at that time, Yan Su felt uncomfortable. What made him uncomfortable was not that Fu Sheng concealed the truth, but that he could not help her.

Fu Sheng's hypocrisy came and went quickly. At this moment, his sentimental mood had faded. Hearing this, he pushed Yan Su away, stood up, wiped his eyes, and said, "Yeah, you should blame yourself for not being able to share my burden. You don't know how upset I am right now. I don't even have anyone to discuss it with. You have such a smart head in front of me, but I can only watch and can't ask!"

The only person who knows her inside and out is Qiqi, but she doesn't know what's going on with that guy now. She doesn't know the answers to any questions. When she asks one question, she gets three questions back. The more questions she asks, the more doubts she has.

She is so overwhelmed now.

"..." Perhaps because he was used to Fu Sheng's changing expression, Yan Su was very calm. Upon hearing this, a smile appeared in his eyes. He said, "Then you can ask in different ways."

After she finished speaking out her heart, Fu Sheng felt that her depression was swept away. When she heard Yan Su say this, she remembered what Qi Qi had said to her. She really wanted to ask Yan Su again: "When you committed suicide in your last life, was there anyone around you?"

Since Qiqi could see the appearance of Yan Su when he died in his previous life, it means that he was present when Yan Su died. Even if he was not there and these memories were not his, there must have been other people present.

Yan Su was a little surprised that Fu Sheng suddenly asked this, and replied: "No. I was in seclusion at the time, and the entire palace was empty except for me."