Free Web NovelThat night, Hua City, in autumn, had a long-awaited rain.
Fine rain drizzled down from the leaden sky, and the city was brilliantly lit in a hazy mist.
In Hua City, West City District, within a deep, narrow alley of a certain urban village.
A shapely woman held a black umbrella, her red high heels clicking "da da" on the waterlogged flagstones.
The deeper she walked into the alley, the dimmer the light became, and a look of panic began to appear on the woman's delicate face.
She felt someone was following her! From the nightclub where she worked, all the way to this vicinity!
"Hoo—hoo—!" Constantly quickening her pace, the woman panted lightly, and the soft clicks of her high heels hitting the ground became more frequent.
She turned her head, looking behind her with a panicked expression out of the corner of her eye.
The alley behind her was empty, rain drizzled down, creating ripples on the puddles on the ground, and in the darkness, nocturnal creatures scurried past in a panic.
Although she didn't see the person following her, the woman didn't relax her guard; instead, she took a deep breath, simply closed her umbrella, and rushed into the apartment building ahead in one go.
Entering the apartment building and taking the elevator, the woman leaned against the wall, watching the elevator doors slowly close. Just as she was about to let out a sigh of relief, through the narrowing gap of the elevator doors, she saw a figure appear in the direction of the apartment building's entrance.
It was a tall, burly man, dressed in a long, paint black raincoat, his face obscured by a low-hanging hood, revealing a bearded jaw.
The burly man barged into the apartment building, glanced around, and quickly locked his gaze on the elevator, then charged towards it.
It's him!
It's the one who's been following me!
The woman's pupils suddenly contracted, and then she frantically pressed the elevator's close button.
As the burly man's figure drew closer, the woman's face turned pale; judging by her expression, her mental state was almost at the brink of collapse.
The next moment, the burly man was a step too late, his strong body slamming into the elevator door with a dull thud.
Feeling the elevator start to move, swaying as it ascended to the upper floors, the woman was lost in thought for a long time. When she came to, she slowly exhaled a turbid breath.
Dozens of seconds later, the elevator stopped.
As the elevator doors slowly opened, the pitch-black hallway was exposed to her sight, and the woman's expression immediately became panicked and wary again.
"Hey!"
The woman placed one hand on the elevator door, leaned out halfway, and softly called out to activate the sound-controlled light. After glancing around and not spotting any suspicious figures, she stumbled out of the elevator in a panic and headed straight for the anti-theft door on the left side of the corridor.
Standing in front of her own door, she had just pulled out her keys from her bag when she heard a series of hurried footsteps from the stairwell behind her.
"Pat-a-tap—pat-a-tap—!"
It sounded like someone running in rain boots.
The woman's hands trembled. She tried several times but couldn't insert the key into the keyhole. Just as she felt the man who was tracking her was about to appear in the hallway, the door clicked open. She fumbled to pull the door open and rushed inside.
Once inside, the woman was about to turn and close the door when, at that moment, a large hand wearing a black glove suddenly slipped through the crack in the door.
Seeing this, the woman's body trembled violently, her face losing all color. Her slender arms desperately gripped the door frame, and she cried out in despair with a tearful voice.
"You, who are you! What do you want?!"
"Help me! Help!"
The burly man's strength was too great; the woman couldn't resist at all. She could only watch helplessly as he forced his thick arm through the door crack, then with a sudden powerful push, half of his body squeezed in too.
The next moment, the woman finally couldn't hold on anymore. Her hands released, and she stumbled backward, collapsing onto the floor, staring blankly at the burly man, who was over two meters tall, in front of her.
"Bang—!" The apartment door slammed shut. The woman suddenly came to her senses and cried out almost hysterically, "Please, please let me go! I can give you money, but please don't hurt me!"
"Heheheh—!"
The woman's cries seemed to further ignite the burly man's twisted desires. He let out bursts of malicious, strange laughter, slowly approaching, then suddenly hoisted the woman onto his shoulder. Ignoring her frantic punching and kicking, he walked towards the bedroom.
Hard, cold arms, like steel, encircled her slender waist, and rough palms tightly gripped her thighs.
It wasn't until this moment, feeling the furry touch on her thighs, that the woman suddenly realized the burly man wasn't wearing black gloves at all, but rather his entire hand was covered in fur.
The moment she realized this, the woman's body froze, silent as a cicada in winter.
"Bang—!"
During a brief moment of stunned silence, the woman was roughly thrown onto the bed. Her delicate body collided with the hard wooden bed frame, jolting her awake, and she frantically retreated to a corner of the bed.
Just then, a large hand reached out from the darkness, grabbing her long thigh. With a "sii la" sound, her stockings were torn, leaving several shallow bloodstains on her fair skin.
She trembled, screamed, and begged, but the burly man in the black raincoat remained unmoved.
Then, everything fell into a dead silence.
Sharp claws, like a sharp knife, pressed against her throat, sending a bone-chilling coldness through her.
"Heheheh—!" The burly man laughed strangely, his fingertips slowly moving downwards, passing over her delicate collarbone, over her peaks, through her flat abdomen, accompanied by the soft sound of tearing fabric, leaving a boundless stretch of snowy white.
Finally, the burly man's fingers rested on the woman's lower abdomen. He raised his head, his cloudy, unfocused eyes surveying her half-covered body, as if appraising a sumptuous feast.
He stuck out his scarlet tongue, licking his hairy lips, a pair of pale fangs vaguely visible. Then he bent down, inching closer to the woman.
A hot, slightly rough tongue licked along her long neck, moving downwards.
The woman felt a strange sensation on every inch of her skin, like a slippery, soft, constantly twitching small snake, writhing on her body.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, her face pale, her lips tightly bitten, as if fearing that even the slightest sound would enrage the man.
Gradually, she seemed to fall into a kind of hypnotized state, her eyes becoming hazy. She wrapped her hands around the burly man's head, her waist arched into a curve, and her long legs entwined around his body.
At once, the burly man's strange laughter grew more unrestrained, carrying a triumphant joy.
For some reason, the light in the room suddenly grew even darker, a pitch-blackness where one couldn't see their hand in front of their face. Something stirred and grew in the darkness, emitting faint, rustling sounds.
Then...
A heart-pounding scream suddenly echoed through the room, mixed with the sounds of bones shattering and liquid splashing against the walls and floor.
"Boom—!"
Thunder rolled, and a dazzling flash of lightning illuminated the pitch-black room, casting a stark shadow on the blood-stained wall.
The woman sat astride the burly man, her long hair revealing a pair of Rabbit Ears. Her slender arms raised a crowbar, and she brought it down with all her might.
One, two, three times...
The burly man struggled desperately, letting out terrified shouts mixed with the whines of a canine.
"You, you are a urban legend too!"
"Shhh—! Doggie, you can't bark! It wouldn't be good to disturb the neighbors! Heheheh!"
The woman spoke in an ambiguous voice, a maniacal curve on her lips, and a bloodthirsty glint in her eyes. Then she struck the burly man's head again with the crowbar.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the bed board broke, and the man's almost completely deformed head sank into the cracked gap of the bed board.
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The room lights were turned on.
The burly man, half-human and half-dog, lay motionless on the bed, a fist-sized bloodied hole in his chest, hideously gruesome.
Miss Rabbit, who had changed into a Rabbit Girl outfit at some point, leaned against the wall next to the switch, her red lips upturned, a cold smile on her face.
She raised her hand, fingers splayed, and playfully examined the canine-furred heart in her hand. Her lips suddenly split into three like a rabbit's, and then she tilted her head back and swallowed the heart.
Feeling the source spirits surging within her, she licked her lips as if savoring the taste.
"The third one... With this, my strength is almost fully recovered. Once I find that guy and ambush him, I'll have a good chance of winning."
Although Miss Rabbit had not been able to find any trace of the guy who stole her witchs egg since the night the resort hotel burned down, she believed that it wouldn't be long before that guy wouldn't be able to hide anymore.
Because...
"She will definitely be hungry..."
...
"Hungry, I'm so hungry! Can't I get something to eat?!"
Lu Yibei lay on the bed, wriggling like a maggot, constantly letting out weak moans to the Little Maid.
The Little Maid glared at Lu Yibei and chided, "Eat, eat, eat! All you do every day is sleep, play games, and eat, isn't it?"
What's with this mother hen-like complaining? Lu Yibei smacked her lips, saying innocently, "But you don't let me do anything else! I can't leave the hospital, so besides eating, sleeping, and playing games, what else can I [N O V E L I G H T] do? If this continues, if I become a useless person, you'll be responsible!"
The Little Maid rolled her eyes and said irritably, "You're the one who doesn't want to enrich herself, and you have the nerve to blame others? Didn't Miss say that if you wanted to read any books, she'd bring them to you?"
"I did say! I asked her to help me get that 'si ye book' to check out, but she said it's not for loan and told me to go to the Night Watch to read it myself later!"
Lu Yibei still really wanted to read the si ye book as soon as possible. During her time in the hospital, she confirmed that the existence described by the strange murmuring she heard when absorbing the witchs egg was Nvba, and she had consulted many materials.
However, those materials were limited to legends, and descriptions varied greatly in different places, so their reference value was not high for her. It would be even better if she could obtain more detailed information through the si ye book.
"Other books can teach you a lot too! My Miss personally brought them to you! And you actually refused? I really don't know what's in your head!"
"What else could I do but refuse? Should I kneel down, kowtow in thanks, and kiss her feet?"
Upon hearing this, the Little Maid looked at Lu Yibei and nodded slightly, her sharp gaze as if telling Lu Yibei, "Yes, you should do exactly that!"
"Damn it! Do you have any humanity?! I'm already miserable enough being confined to the hospital by you, and you still want me to study? Isn't that just adding insult to injury?!" Lu Yibei pointed at her own nose and said, "See this face, isn't it covered in the word 'miserable'?!"
The Little Maid stared at Lu Yibei's expressionless face for a few seconds, then said faintly, "I don't see the word 'miserable'; to be precise, I don't see anything at all."
"By the way, when can I finally be discharged? Is it because I didn't give gifts to the leader, so I'm being marginalized and given the cold shoulder?"
As Lu Yibei was speaking, her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of Jiang Li's figure appearing at the ward door. Her eyes darted around, and her tone immediately changed.
"No! I believe the leader isn't that kind of person! Someone as noble, fair, upright, selfless, and dedicated to the greater good as her must have her own plans. We shouldn't cause her trouble, right?"
"???"
The Little Maid watched Lu Yibei's astonishing maneuver, her eyes wide, her lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to speak but couldn't.
Although Lu Yibei was generally expressionless, the Little Maid had truly witnessed what's called a'Sichuan Opera face-changing' on her face.
