Free Web NovelThat's right, I don't like Er Guzi's wife either, she looks down on people, tsk!
How do I maintain such good skin? Ah, this is Great Uncle's secret recipe...
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Most of the villagers here are actually quite simple, or perhaps they are already desperate and numb, having given up on excessive thinking.
In other words, just like villagers in an RPG game, their brains aren't very smart.
In less than ten minutes, she found a cousin, three distant cousins, and a second uncle who looked like an aunt among the villagers, successfully infiltrating the enemy.
Well, when it comes to getting close to people, she's always been capable.
Even if...
The targets are a group of eerie villagers.
For a time, Lu Yibei moved among the villagers, looking exactly like a native-born villager.
During the exchange, Lu Yibei discovered that Meng Raoze had a very bad reputation among these villagers. Whenever he was mentioned, the villagers would inevitably spew foul language.
These villagers, they're useless at everything, but first place at cursing.
Lu Yibei faintly felt that if she hadn't burned Old Man Meng Rao into ash herself, he would probably have burst out of his coffin on the spot and hammered those two little brats to death.
Just as she was continuously mentioning Old Man Meng Rao to the villagers while diligently learning the correct usage techniques for ancient trash talk, the sound of the instruments suddenly stopped for a moment. The Snake-Head Hui Po stood up and whispered a few words to the Priests behind her, followed immediately by the sound of a suona piercing the sky.
Yi—!
Accompanied by the sound of the suona, the villagers on site suddenly became inexplicably excited, restlessly rubbing their hands, pacing back and forth, shouting loudly, whispering...
Being among them, one could clearly feel the restless atmosphere emanating from them, like beasts that had smelled blood.
Lu Yibei looked around blankly until she heard phrases like "Dinner is served," "Can't wait," and "I must eat a whole leg this year," only then did she understand what was happening.
Those Hui婆 have finished their meal, now it's the villagers' turn.
Dang dang dang—!
As the mournful sound of the suona gradually subsided, the Priests responsible for cooking the urban legend struck the side of the pot with an iron ladle. The clanging sound of metal against metal came, ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ as if conveying some kind of command to the villagers, who then rushed towards the noodle stall.
Lu Yibei just watched quietly from the side, observing the villagers, whose bodies were severely deformed and perhaps their minds were also deformed to varying degrees, scrambling for food like beasts. freёweɓnovel.com
Mingling in the crowd, even through the mask, she could feel the ferocity on those faces, as if the previously simple and friendly appearance was their disguise.
Just as Meng Raoze said, most people here have become monsters; only the newborn children might still be salvageable.
But where are those newborn infants?
After she arrived at the open space in the center of the village, she didn't see any young villagers. After infiltrating the enemy, she also inquired indirectly, but the villagers were very secretive about this topic, falling silent whenever it was mentioned.
It's just...
She couldn't approach those boxes at all right now, and she couldn't be sure yet, she could only wait for the opportunity.
Taking her gaze back from the black wooden boxes in the Priests' hands, Lu Yibei looked around again.
This couldn't help but remind her of zombie movies she had watched before.
At a time like this, maybe there should be a Gatling gun with blue flames...
Lu Yibei thought aimlessly, vaguely starting to understand the meaning of the Night Watch's existence.
Although they often seemed very inefficient, their existence did indeed prevent hellish scenes like this from appearing in the outside world.
Perhaps, after I become a formal member of the Night Watch, I can try to complete some tasks.
When there is no danger.
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In about five minutes, Lu Yibei was busy observing the crazed villagers and delayed taking action, until her "distant cousin" finished eating, rubbed his belly contentedly, and came to her side.
"Why haven't you gone to eat yet? Is someone bullying you? Tell me, brother, I'll help you deal with them!"
The "cousin" waved his unusually thick and terrifying Qilin arm, looking indignant.
"Uh, I'm going now, I'm going now..." Lu Yibei responded softly, turned around, and walked towards the noodle stall. Before she had gone far, she heard a slight call from behind her.
"Wait a moment!"
"..." Lu Yibei's heart tightened, and her forward steps also slightly stiffened.
"I see you didn't bring a bowl, right? Here, I'll lend you mine, I'm finished eating anyway!"
The "cousin" said, stuffing a bone bowl into Lu Yibei's hand.
Looking at the bone bowl in her hand, covered in unknown viscous fluid, Lu Yibei gently rubbed her brow.
Thank you, I really thank your ancestors for eight generations!
She thought, reluctantly walking towards the noodle stall with the crowd.
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At the same time, on the other side.
Gu Qianqian, disguised as a villager, was already at the front of the "serving" line.
"Gu Qianqian, saving the world isn't like inviting guests for dinner..."
"I'll just take a small bite!" Gu Qianqian interrupted, feeling a bit wronged.
"Not even a small bite! Pfft! Is this a matter of a small bite or many bites?"
"What's more, that stuff is poisonous. You're not a villager here. If you take just one bite, I'll have to call in a professional team for you." The system said earnestly.
"What about sipping a bit of soup? Will that also be poisonous?"
The system, "..."
Just as Gu Qianqian and the system were at a stalemate over how much of the dark cuisine could be eaten without the dosage being poisonous.
A group of Priests wearing black robes hurried from outside the village, rushed directly towards the Hui婆 beside the dining table, and knelt before them, saying something with panicked expressions.
The content was roughly about their experience during the river sacrifice, where the offerings were contaminated and returned by the Adult immortals.
The next moment, all the Hui婆 stood up in unison. The lead Snake-Head Hui Po's large mouth suddenly opened and closed, emitting a piercing shriek that stung the eardrums.
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Lu Yibei felt that she was completely pushed to the front of the steaming large pot by the surging crowd.
Watching the Priest, whose appearance was like a hellish head chef, sizing her up with strange eyes after the smoke cleared, she felt a chill in her heart.
Just as the Priest, seeing her hesitate to hand over her bowl, impatiently scooped a ladle of soup for her, a harsh serpentine language suddenly entered her ears. The meaning of that serpentine language was very simple, frighteningly simple. According to Lu Yibei's understanding, in layman's terms, it was...
"There's an imposter, stop the sacrifice!"
In an instant, a foul and ominous aura spread to every corner. The surrounding humidity suddenly rose to a terrifying degree, and the sticky air flowed among the crowd, like an invisible Great Serpent slithering.
Lu Yibei's hands holding the bone bowl trembled violently, her scalp tingled, her lungs felt like they were filled with stagnant air, and her mind kept recalling what detail she had gotten wrong just now.
The sound of the instruments stopped, and the light of the blood-colored lanterns illuminated the villagers' silent and panicked faces. A sense of oppression, as if a torrential downpour was imminent, filled the air, and there was a deathly silence all around. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
The sky began to turn gloomy, and there was faint thunder. After the first drop of rain fell, in the blink of an eye, it was a torrential downpour. The rain was unusually sticky, as if it were some kind of biological fluid, stinging slightly when it hit the skin.
Concealed by the heavy rain, streaks of black shadows flew out from the Snake-Head Hui Po's collar and darted into the crowd.
The blood-colored lanterns in the villagers' hands flickered in the wind and rain. Accompanied by a burning pain in her eyes, Lu Yibei, with the help of the faint crimson light, saw the appearance of those black shadows clearly.
They were blurred human figures, hunched and emaciated, with snake-like inverted triangular heads. Their indistinct faces sometimes seemed to be smiling, while others revealed ferocity.
They were like bloodhounds, running past villager after villager, occasionally pausing briefly, circling around those villagers for a while, and then quickly flying towards the next target.
Villagers touched by them would immediately experience violent spasms, then fall to the ground, their empty eye sockets staring blankly at a certain spot, like soulless puppets.
The surrounding temperature was continuously dropping. Vaguely, Lu Yibei heard people discussing something. The sound was very low, as if insects were crawling past her ears. She concentrated and leaned in to listen, but only caught bits and pieces.
"Serves them right..."
"Not pious enough..."
"Hope I'm okay..."
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Is the standard for those monsters to find the imposter whether their faith in the Great Serpent God is pious enough? Lu Yibei muttered inwardly, clenched her fists, took a deep breath, and tried hard to calm herself down, then recalled the words of praise she had spoken in the ruined temple earlier.
But...
Being in such a place, surrounded by urban legend filled with malice that could take lives at any moment, anyone would panic.
She still couldn't completely calm herself down. The words of praise in her mind were fragmented. As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt as if she could see countless pairs of eerie eyes.
The more this happened, the more anxious she became. Seeing those monsters getting closer and closer to her, she gritted her teeth, chose to give up on trying to blend in, and then parted her red lips slightly, silently chanting the Spell in a low voice.
"Golden Palace Jade Chamber, Iron-Cast Wall..."
Along with the Spell chanting, Lu Yibei felt the portion of Spiritual Energy within her body that she could freely control being rapidly drained. But the Spell was like a greedy monster, turning its target towards the Spiritual Energy deep within her body that she couldn't yet control.
Does this Spell require so much Spiritual Energy?
But why did Old Dad seem to cast it so easily?
Damn it, if this continues, before the Spell is even cast, the power within me might lose control first!
While enduring the feeling of weakness from her body being drained and continuing to chant the Spell, Lu Yibei was secretly alarmed.
Just then, a very familiar delicate shout suddenly came from not far away, interrupting her chanting.
"Don't you guys come over here! If anyone takes another step closer, I'll smash their dog head!"
Lu Yibei, "..."
This voice... it's definitely Gu Qianqian.
I didn't expect that before I could even go look for her, she would jump out herself. But, in this situation...
Accompanied by this delicate shout, all the black shadow monsters stopped searching, emitting bursts of high-frequency shrieks that were difficult for human ears to hear, and surged madly towards Gu Qianqian.
