Free Web NovelIt was night, dark clouds obscured the moon, and a cool autumn wind rustled through the weeds swaying haphazardly along the Four Gate Main Street.
On the desolate, empty road, a petite girl was squatting in the center, holding a cleaver in one hand, looking expressionlessly at the head she was pressing firmly to the ground.
"Senior, life after becoming a urban legend is quite difficult, isn't it? Actually, I've deeply felt that recently too. Making everyone like you is inherently a very difficult thing, and after becoming a urban legend, it becomes even more difficult. Constantly hiding and dodging is especially tiring."
What exactly did she want to say?
Headless Senior didn't know that Lu Yibei didn't actually want to express anything; she just wanted to scare her so she wouldn't keep bothering her for no reason, and also clear out some of her stored trash talk.
Finally catching a poor little thing who could understand her words, couldn't beat her, and wouldn't run off to report to the Night Watch, {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} that was truly...
Fantastic!
No shots, no medicine, just pin you down and chat!
"So, you must be in a lot of pain, right? How about I just help you find liberation like this?"
Looking at that cold face and emotionless countenance, Headless Senior's cloudy eyes trembled with terror, and the chilling blade in her vision slowly magnified.
That cleaver, which seemed to have nothing special about it except for its slightly old-fashioned style, gave her a terrifying feeling.
Memories of being throat-slit and decapitated while alive surged back, and she closed her eyes, unable to stop herself from bursting into tears.
"Wuwuwu—!"
In the darkness, there was a faint whoosh like a blade cutting through the air, followed closely by a soft sound of a blade slicing through flesh and blood.
Lu Yibei raised her knife and brought it down. The core of the urban legend' main body, which had black snake patterns and looked like a red lantern, was cut in half. When the blade hit the ground with a soft 'ding', Headless Senior cried even more miserably.
Lu Yibei, "..." Did I go a bit too far?
As Lu Yibei was thinking, whether it was her imagination or not, she suddenly noticed that Headless Senior's grotesque face seemed to have become a little more pleasing, and the greenish-blue veins bulging under her pale skin had also receded considerably.
What was going on? Using a 'beauty filter' to confuse the opponent and reduce their killing intent?
While she was thinking, the crying intensified. Listening to the crying, Lu Yibei felt a faint unease. If she kept crying like this and a patrolling security Uncle heard it and came over following the sound, things would get troublesome.
In the middle of the night, on a desolate, haunted street, a girl holding a cleaver was pressing down a dead head, and that head was crying.
If someone saw a scene like this, even if they didn't call the police, triggering a series of unnecessary chain reactions, it could still scare them half to death.
"Stop crying!" Lu Yibei growled impatiently, picked up half of the urban legend' main body core, and shoved it forcefully into Headless Senior's mouth.
"Mph?!"
Amidst her terror and panic, a foreign object was suddenly shoved into her mouth. Headless Senior was startled for a moment. A foul smell spread in her mouth, followed by a feeling of being constantly nourished, like dry land being washed by a downpour, her long-starved state being replenished.
Memories that weren't hers flooded her mind in a chaotic mess, causing her to briefly lose focus. Her nearly depleted Spiritual Energy rapidly became full, and scarlet electric light crawled along her pale skin.
Lu Yibei looked at the head on the ground, which was twitching amidst the swirling electric light, mused strangely for a few seconds, then turned and ran towards outside Gate No. 4.
She'd scared her, and she'd shared the urban legend' main body core with her. She probably wouldn't come looking for trouble with her again, right? Lu Yibei thought. Constantly getting entangled with these urban legend wasn't a good thing.
Not long after Lu Yibei left, the electric light swirling around Headless Senior's head gradually faded. Her body, which had been hiding somewhere, timidly emerged from the dark corner, bowed, picked up her head from the ground, and placed it steadily back on her neck.
Then.
Her eyes, which had become slightly clearer, gazed for a long time in the direction Lu Yibei had disappeared, deep in thought.
Ever since she died, she had been lingering on the Four Gate Main Street, wanting to repay the kindness of certain people. Tonight, she had repaid one debt of kindness, but unexpectedly incurred a new one.
She must find an opportunity to repay that Miss, she thought.
...
After leaving Huacheng Institute of Technology, Lu Yibei suddenly had nowhere to go.
It was only ten o'clock at night, still several hours until sunrise.
Ju Meng was still at her house. If she went straight home without restoring her original appearance, it would be like walking into a trap.
It wasn't quite appropriate for her to go to Gu Qianqian's place now, carrying the bamboo slip she got from the Professor.
As for the old house, it was so close to the Night Watch that she didn't dare go there.
"Sigh—!"
Standing by the roadside outside Huacheng Institute of Technology, looking at the empty streets, Lu Yibei let out a long sigh.
"I should have known to ask Uncle Zhang Shan to wait for me outside. Maybe I could have stayed at his place for a while. We're so familiar, it should be fine, right?"
Speaking of which, Lu Yibei was quite interested in Zhang Shan's live radio show. If she had the chance, she really wanted to go and see it.
After wandering the streets for a long time, Lu Yibei, finally feeling a hint of fatigue, found a bench by the street and sat down by herself.
Sitting on the bench with nothing else to do, she simply took out her phone, opened her chat app, and began studying the Monster Story Chat Group.
It was already late, but the group members in the Monster Story Chat Group seemed to be deliberately imitating the habits of urban legend; they became especially lively at night.
When Lu Yibei clicked into the chat group, they were discussing a certain urban legend incident.
She patiently read for a while and found that the group members' comments truly lived up to the name'silly netizens'.
Online Lecher 0: "A female urban legend?! Is she pretty? Oh oh~~~ I'm so excited!"
Twilight. Females Family Member: "Damn! Brother, your XP is really weird!"
Twilight. Females Family Member: "Sisters in the group, everyone stay away from him! He's so scary!"
...
After reading for a while, Lu Yibei noticed that interspersed among the pile of meaningless discussions, someone would occasionally @ the administrator with the ID One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats, asking for details about urban legend incidents. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Lu Yibei recognized that ID; it was the dog administrator who had rejected her group application earlier.
She clicked on the group chat history and patiently scrolled up for a while, making her first discovery since joining the group.
【19:00 The group owner enabled full member mute】
【19:05 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: Alright, let's start our urban legend Story Night for this week. Since we've had some new group members join recently, I'll reiterate that the stories I'm telling are all real events that happened around us.】
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Seeing this, Lu Yibei frowned slightly.
This Monster Story Chat Group even has an activity like urban legend Story Night?
According to Jiang Li, the more people who believe in a certain urban legend, the higher the possibility of that urban legend being born.
Making it sound so real, aren't they afraid of accidentally causing a big incident by doing this?
Lu Yibei thought, and continued to patiently scroll down the chat history.
【19:02 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: The protagonist of the story is a young Miss who is very fond of photography and selfies. Let's call her Small A. She lives in Hua City's West District, in the Banshan residential area.】
"Hmm?"
Lu Yibei had just scrolled down one chat record when she frowned.
The previous entry was seven o'clock and five minutes, how did this one become seven o'clock and two minutes?
Was it due to network fluctuations?
Tsk, is this administrator perhaps a Stand user?
There were many reasons why the chat record times didn't match up, so Lu Yibei didn't pay too much attention to it. After complaining inwardly for a couple of sentences, she continued reading.
【19:07 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: Small A always had a habit: every so often, she would organize the photos she had taken, and then select some beautiful, favorite ones to save. This habit continued until she acquired that old film camera.】
【19:09 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: She bought that old film camera in a second-hand shop during a business trip abroad.
The camera was very well preserved, with almost no damage, looking as good as new. When Small A found it, she was captivated at first sight, like reuniting with an old friend she hadn't seen for years.】
【19:12 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: Since buying that camera, Small A never touched other equipment again and took many photos with that camera every day.
One weekend a month later.
Small A took her camera to the countryside to take photos but encountered a heavy rain, forcing her to abandon her original plan and return home.
After returning home, Small A felt very disappointed and depressed. She took a whole roll of photos of herself with that old film camera in one go.】
【19:15 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: With a film camera, seeing how the photos turned out is not as convenient as with a digital camera.
It was only after Small A finished shooting the five rolls of film she bought online that she had them all developed.
That night, she declined her colleague's invitation to a gathering, returned home with the developed photos, turned off her phone, locked herself in her room, and began her time alone.
She browsed through the photos she had taken one by one. Each photo was beautiful in both composition and color, but in each of the selfie photos, there was a flaw: a stranger had entered her lens.】
【19:20 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: Small A didn't notice anything unusual at first, but as she selected more and more photos, she vaguely felt that something wasn't right.
She selected all those selfie photos, laid them out on the table, and browsed them one by one in order. Only then did she suddenly realize that the strangers who had entered her selfies were all the same person.
A man wearing white clothes and white pants, shrouded in shadow, his face unclear.
That man was getting closer and closer to her, until in the last photo, he had already arrived in her yard.
After discovering this and realizing that she might be targeted by a pervert, Small A was terrified. She turned her house upside down. Only after finding no one did she feel slightly relieved.】
【19:25 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: After returning to her room, Small A saw the film camera placed on her desk again, gave a wry smile, picked up the camera, walked to the mirror, struck a sexy pose, raised the camera, aimed it at the mirror, and pressed the shutter.】
...
"That's it? Is that all?"
Lu Yibei tilted her head and scrolled up and down the chat history, but there were no more comments from the dog administrator for the time being.
It must be said that the dog administrator's storytelling skills were indeed slightly better than Uncle Zhang Shan's. At least Lu Yibei got into the story, and when the story abruptly stopped, she felt annoyed.
She quickly scrolled down and soon found One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats' comments again. She thought the dog administrator would continue the story, but found that his comments were already unrelated to the main topic of the story.
【19:48 Twilight. Females Family Member: @One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats Is that Banshan residential area you mentioned the one that the unscrupulous developer flattened half a mountain of graves to build a few years ago?】
【19:50 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: Yes, that's the place.】
【19:57 Dad's Sister is Daughter: @One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats Is that camera still in Hua City?】
【20:02 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: Yes.】
【20:09 One Hundred and Two-Thirds Cats: The film camera from the story just now is still in Hua City, but I don't know where it is.
Anyone who wants to know more details about that story can private message me.】
Lu Yibei, "..."
Why does this feel like a 'welfare girl' asking for red packets to add WeChat and unlock more content?
What kind of group is this? This group is really harmful!
Giving you half the pleasure and then stopping, it's so frustrating! Damn it! I really want to report this group!
Not being able to leech for free anymore made Lu Yibei very unhappy, but after complaining inwardly, she quickly calmed down and thought.
This chat group has a lot of tricks. Setting up something like this is probably not the chat group trying to charge privately.
Instead, it requires unlocking a "mysterious big gift package" to understand things truly related to the whereabouts of urban legend.
But...
I haven't gone to Jiang Li's place to finish the story yet, so I can't make further contact! Lu Yibei thought. I still kind of want to know what happens next, what should I do?
Or maybe...
Thinking this, Lu Yibei silently shifted her gaze to her thigh, propped her chin, and seriously considered for a second or two the idea of trading cross-dressing photos for the rest of the story.
Then.
Her reason and sense of shame once again saved her integrity.
It probably wouldn't work well either, Lu Yibei thought. Only silly netizens like looking at cross-dressing photos. Whether the members of the Monster Story Chat Group are even human is questionable, and their aesthetics might not be normal.
In that case, the transaction wouldn't succeed, and she would lose her integrity for nothing, which would be incredibly not worth it!
