Free Web Novel"Ju... Ju Meng?"
Through the necromancy, Fu Xinyi received a response from the unformed urban legend condensed from Li Ziqi's resentment. She was stunned for a long while. Just as she was about to activate her Spiritual Energy to use a Spell and ask more about the specific details of his death, something unexpected happened.
At that moment, the four sections of long-burning candles made from whale oil mixed with ambergris suddenly extinguished.
"Crack—crack—crunch—!"
In the darkness, a series of crisp sounds echoed.
Fu Xinyi turned her head sharply, only to see that the porcelain bowl had shattered into several pieces, and the clear water had spilled all over the floor.
There's a Spiritual Energy fluctuation interfering with my necromancy! Fu Xinyi was stunned, a thought just flashed through her mind, and the next moment she felt a terrifying Spiritual Energy surge like a tide.
The cold Spiritual Energy fluctuation converged in the laboratory, like an icy river from the netherworld flowing through the void. A piercing shriek seemed to faintly echo in her ears, and suffocating negative emotions intertwined with a tremor from the depths of her soul, forming a vortex of pain.
Caught in the terrifying vortex, Fu Xinyi's face turned pale and then green, her eyes filled with lingering fear.
The shadows in the corner danced wildly, constantly closing in on her, like a large hand gripping, intending to crush her into a pool of blood.
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It felt like an illusion, but she seemed to hear a bird's cry.
Proud and mournful, it caused a surge of loneliness and fear from the depths of the heart of anyone who heard it.
Along with that cry, Fu Xinyi felt her consciousness drifting away, as if being thrown into the empty deep space, gradually becoming silent.
"Ding-a-ling—ding-a-ling—!"
The copper bell on the table shook violently, sending out ripples of faint golden light.
The sound of the bell entered Fu Xinyi's ears. Her eyes, which were gradually becoming vacant, instantly regained clarity. Catching sight of the shadow that had already approached her feet, her heart leaped with fright, and she instinctively jumped back.
The next moment, a strong wind and a black shadow descended from the sky, surging and blooming in her vision like a flowing stream cutting through water.
Without the slightest hesitation, she raised her hand and brushed her satchel. More than a dozen talismans appeared between her fingers. Then she lifted her jade-like hand, and the talismans burst forth with brilliant light.
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Fu Xinyi guided them with her Spiritual Energy, unleashing various talismans that were hard for ordinary Psychic to obtain even one of, like they were worthless, shooting them towards the shadow like a torrential storm.
"Boom—!"
A roar erupted. At the point where the talismans collided with the shadow, several flames bloomed simultaneously. However, accompanied by a few black feathers drifting and dissipating, the shadow only slowed its approach and seemed unharmed.
Although the talismans from Fu Xinyi's Master's sect were not as powerful as the Night Watch's forbidden Spells, they were at least on par with most precise Spells. For those weak urban legend, they would have been enough to kill them several times over.
However, after the flames dissipated, she observed that the explosions caused by the talismans could not cause substantial damage to the shadow, which left her horrified.
Damn it, I can't win, gotta run!
Having made a judgment in her heart, Fu Xinyi quickly pulled out a handful of talismans from her satchel, threw them forward without hesitation, and then, using the cover of the firelight generated by the explosion, retreated to the window in a couple of steps. She flipped over and leaped out, gliding for a distance on the wind, plunging into the embrace of the night, and quickly disappeared from sight.
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Half an hour later.
Tangcheng University, Library rooftop.
After lurking for a long time, Fu Xinyi finally emerged from her hiding place. The shadow that appeared with the terrifying Spiritual Energy fluctuation just now had truly scared her.
In her panic, she had thrown out nearly half of the talismans her Master and Sister had given her for self-defense before she left. Thinking back, her heart was bleeding. Fortunately, the shadow seemed to have no intention of killing her completely and subsided without pursuing her too far.
Coming to the edge of the rooftop, Fu Xinyi looked towards the direction of the Literature Building, her willow-like brows slightly furrowed, lost in thought.
Didn't Master say that Ju Meng, the King of Weird Tales in Taoyuan, is considered benevolent among all urban legend and wouldn't easily harm people?
Why would she suddenly attack Li Ziqi?
Moreover, how did Li Ziqi know the name Ju Meng? Fu Xinyi wondered.
For special Spells like necromancy, generally speaking, the more detailed and specific the information about the target of the necromancy, the higher the chance of success.
So, to successfully perform necromancy, Fu Xinyi had already investigated Li Ziqi's background through some special means before sneaking into the laboratory to perform the ritual, down to the hour of his birth.
According to his background information, there were no Psychic in his family, nor were they citizens of Taoyuan. Logically, it should have been impossible for him to know the name "Ju Meng."
But the unformed urban legend specifically said Ju Meng's name, which is very strange.
The unformed urban legend summoned through necromancy, under the control of the Spell's power, would not lie.
This means that Li Ziqi's death is indeed related to Ju Meng. Even if it's not a direct connection, there is some indirect connection.
And...
Fu Xinyi recalled the terrifying shadow that suddenly appeared when she was about to continue asking about the cause of Li Ziqi's death, and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Black feathers, bird's cry, terrifying Spiritual Energy fluctuation... These characteristics also match the description of Ju Meng on the wanted list.
The only thing Fu Xinyi couldn't figure out was why Ju Meng would attack an ordinary person. Logically, if she wanted to replenish her Spiritual Energy, hunting urban legend or Psychic would be much more efficient.
This matter is likely very suspicious...
While thinking, Fu Xinyi took out her phone from her satchel and tried to send a few requests for help.
As she expected, a bright red prompt was attached to the end of all messages—【Sending Failed】.
"If only I were as capable as Sister, I could still send my Yin spirit out to report back in this situation."
Thinking of her distant cousin and fellow disciple who was also her "good Sister," Fu Xinyi couldn't help but sigh in frustration.
"Oh, how annoying! Didn't Sister say this was just a simple errand with no danger? How did it escalate to involving a Calamity level strange story? Is she tricking me again?"
In a sense, Fu Xinyi had been "tricked" by her Sister, Hua Sang, since she was a child.
However, from another perspective, Hua Sang wasn't exactly tricking her.
All she did was shove all the fame, honor, and benefits that should have belonged to her onto Fu Xinyi. To put it nicely, it's being indifferent to fame and fortune, and not competing with the world. To put it negatively, it's not seeking progress and being purely lazy.
In the twelve years Fu Xinyi spent on the mountain, Hua Sang's overt and covert "stuffing" managed to turn her, who was only moderately talented, into a rare genius of Da Chunyang Palace in a hundred years, showered with the love of the elders in the sect.
However, he who wears the crown must bear its weight.
Twelve years! A full twelve years! Do you know how Fu Xinyi got through it?
Before descending the mountain to join the Night Watch and become a reserve agent, she had spent nearly ten years sleeping no more than three hours a day.
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In these ten years, she didn't die on the mountain purely by luck and the unparalleled health preservation methods of Da Chunyang Palace.
Sometimes, when she couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to confess to the elders of the sect, they would just laugh it off.
Her genius persona had already deeply rooted in people's hearts. Any explanation would be seen as false modesty, followed by a "Keep up the good work! I'm rooting for you!"
After all, everyone saw Fu Xinyi's efforts. Up and down Da Chunyang Palace, no one believed that Hua Sang, who only fished for turtles in the small pond behind the mountain all day, could do so many earth-shattering things.
...
"Fishing for turtles can break the record for the fastest activation of Taihe Gentleman Sword energy in a hundred years? Are you an idiot?"
"Fishing for turtles can single-handedly kill the urban legend that infiltrated Da Chunyang Palace? Then do you want to go fishing for turtles with me tomorrow?"
"No, training and attending lectures at Si Ye Hui Headquarters are not as fun as fishing for turtles!"
"Don't ask, if you ask, it was Fu Xinyi who did it, it has nothing to do with me, Hua Sang!"
...
In a trance, remembering the words Hua Sang had said, Fu Xinyi couldn't help but shed tears of grievance.
When I first started learning, I shouldn't have exchanged the results of the Spiritual Energy potential test with Sister out of vanity. That exchange was for a lifetime... Fu Xinyi thought.
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8:47 PM.
The snow outside the window continued to fall. This light snow had been falling intermittently for about a month, clinging to the city since the beginning of winter, as if spring would never arrive.
The rain continued to fall. This mysterious storm had covered this small city for about a week, and the meteorological bureau couldn't explain it either.
Since the night became longer, most of the time, guests at the Haidilao branch on Wanshou Road in Tang City would check out and leave before 8 PM, and the store would close early. But today, the lights were still on.
There was only one cashier, a dozing server, and only two guests: a young man and a little girl who was six or seven years old, or even younger.
The two ordered a super spicy butter hot pot. They had been eating slowly since 6 PM when the sky just completely darkened, adding ingredients several times during this period.
The dozing employee was actually pretending to sleep. She had been secretly observing the young man and the little girl, silently complaining about how they could eat so much, and at one point, she thought she had encountered urban legend.
However, she heard that urban legend eat people, and she had never seen any urban legend that had a problem with hot pot.
Legendary urban legend are supposed to be very scary, right? They look so good-looking, how could they be urban legend?
Moreover, from their conversation, it was clear that they were a poor brother and sister who depended on each other. The sister seemed to have never eaten hot pot before, and the brother had gone to great lengths to treat her to a big meal.
The employee indulged in her own imagination for a while, sighed silently, and began to quietly pray that they would leave soon.
...
Ju Meng dipped a piece of tripe and stuffed it into her small mouth. While chewing, she looked at Lu Yibei angrily and mumbled, "You go try it! How do you know it won't work if you don't try?"
Four days was too short. She wanted Lu Yibei to act separately from her and try to persuade the three members of Tang City Night Watch to postpone the activation of the city barrier.
"Just tell them that everything was done by Cuan Yang and has nothing to do with me. As long as I'm alive, he won't be able to cause much trouble."
"I know the result without going!" Lu Yibei held his cola and squinted at Ju Meng. "They are main agents, why would they listen to me, a reserve agent?"
"How about you go tell them yourself?"
"Hmm... I won't go!" Ju Meng shook her little head like a rattle drum. "What if they take the opportunity to capture me later?"
"Then I won't go either." Lu Yibei pouted. "What if they treat me as a double agent for the Night Watch later?"
Ju Meng put down her chopsticks, wiped her oily little mouth, and mumbled, "Aren't you a double agent? Don't forget, you're my ally!"
Lu Yibei leaned closer to her, picked up her small hand, and wiped off the red oil on it with a tissue. "I am a double agent, but I don't want to be discovered! I still want to collect my salary for a few more years."
"Then what should we do!"
"Didn't you say that the Night Watch's estimate of your strength was wrong, and even if the city barrier is activated and fires a shot at Taoyuan, it won't kill you?" Lu Yibei said impatiently.
"If worst comes to worst, let them fire a shot. I think you look like a pretty good cannon stand anyway."
Perhaps it was because he enjoyed acting so much in the afternoon, he felt that Ju Meng was getting more and more into the role of a child, always mumbling and being annoying!
"Not dying is one thing, getting injured is another. Are you heartless enough to watch me half-dead then, like a wild flower by the roadside, being wantonly trampled upon, insulted, and abused?"
"Heartless, and I even want to participate!" Lu Yibei said seriously.
"If you keep acting like this, Sister, I'm going to cry!"
"..."
Remembering the scene in front of the clothing wholesale market in the afternoon, Lu Yibei was silent for a few seconds, then brought the topic back to the main point.
"First, collect the cultural relics step by step to help you recover your strength. Second, as you said, try to contact your citizens to help you fight back, and then..."
And then figure out their real purpose for scattering those cultural relics containing urban legend. Lu Yibei secretly added in his heart.
Before this, he had reminded Ju Meng several times to be careful that those guys might have ulterior motives, but Ju Meng insisted that they only wanted to frame her and make her stand against the Night Watch, and it would be fine as long as the members of Tang City Night Watch realized this.
To this end, she even formulated a series of plans to leave her name after doing "good deeds." The core content was to loudly tell the victims her title when rescuing them from the attacks of those 'pickles,' so they would remember it.
When the agents of Tang City Night Watch investigate the urban legend incident, after hearing the testimonies of the parties involved, their hearts would naturally waver, and they would delay the activation of the city barrier.
But...
Lu Yibei always felt that this was just their unilateral guess, and there must be something they hadn't considered. To be cautious, after making bold guesses, they should also carefully verify them.
The only conclusion that could be drawn now was that they probably wanted to have Ju Meng's main body shot by a cannon, and the real ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) purpose was still unclear.
Thinking this, Lu Yibei withdrew his thoughts and looked at Ju Meng, only to find her looking at him with wide eyes, seeming to be expecting something.
"What are you doing?"
"And then? And then what? Tell me!"
"..." Lu Yibei pondered for a few seconds, then shook his head. "That's it."
That's it? Then why did you say 'and then'? And even paused for so long... Ju Meng fell silent.
Seeing the other side silent for a long time, Lu Yibei's mood immediately became cheerful.
Being a cliffhanger is fun for a while, and it's always fun!
