Free Web NovelSome people spend their entire lives healing from childhood, while some people use their childhood to heal their entire lives.
I wonder if urban legend have childhoods?
I guess they should. Humans are born of their mothers, and urban legend should also be born of their urban legend mothers.
After coming out of the bathroom, she turned the room's heating to the maximum and quickly got into the covers, starting to think about how to turn the happy childhoods of those "kimchi" into childhood shadows.
After spending more than two hours researching various "evil classics" that ruin childhoods, Lu Yibei felt like her worldview had been mercilessly ravaged by a cruel large hand for over two hours, making her want to curse.
Then.
At the moment she put down her phone, she suddenly realized if she might have gotten the direction wrong.
The thinking of urban legend cannot be measured by common sense. Will these things that make me uncomfortable be very effective for them?
At that time, if I output a large amount of mental pollution, and they instead get high from it, wouldn't that be very awkward?
It seems I need to prepare a few more plans!
Lu Yibei thought, then glanced at the broken sword placed by the bed, and slightly furrowed her brow.
Originally, she had only half-heartedly agreed to Ju Meng's request, promising to help her collect the urban legend sealed in cultural relics.
Now that she knew the faction that assassinated Ju Meng might possess fragments of Lingtai Pure Karma, she finally had a little bit of motivation.
Of course...
It's just that little bit. If the situation is really not right, I'll just sacrifice Smelly Girl and run away.
How is getting back my ancestral kitchenware as important as my little life?
As long as the green mountains are there, there's no need to worry about firewood! Lu Yibei thought.
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At exactly nine o'clock in the morning, Room 7022 of the Tangcheng Four Seasons Hotel.
"Thump thump thump——thump thump thump——!"
After tossing and turning all night, Lu Yibei had just slept for less than an hour when the room door was heavily knocked. Amidst the muffled sounds like a relevant department breaking down a door, she woke up with a start, hastily put on her clothes, and opened the door.
As soon as she opened the door, just as Lu Yibei expected, it was Ju Meng standing outside.
Glancing at the small figure outside the door, wearing a red tracksuit and a white baseball cap, Lu Yibei complained expressionlessly, "Can't you knock a little lighter?"
"You're knocking like you're trying to break down the door. If someone saw a six or seven-year-old Little Girl with arm strength comparable to a Western Lowland Gorilla, it would be strange if you weren't sent for research!"
"If I knocked softly, could you hear me?" Ju Meng pouted her small mouth and said, "Professor Ma already came to call you once before, but you didn't hear him at all. They couldn't wait any longer and have already gone to the laboratory."
Complaining, she took two steps forward, opened her arms towards Lu Yibei, and slightly stood on her tiptoes.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei was startled for a moment and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"Less nonsense, quickly carry me!" Ju Meng rolled her eyes at Lu Yibei. "It's several kilometers from here to the laboratory. As a dignified God, do I have to walk there myself?"
The first step in domesticating a mount is to make the mount abandon its dignity, lower its proud head, and willingly and habitually allow people to ride it.
This is how the residents of Taoyuan domesticated wild horses in the early days.
"..."
Shameless young girl, still plotting to make me your mount, huh?
Lu Yibei muttered inwardly, then curled her lip and said, "Weren't you quite skilled at hugging faces before? Why are you pretending to be weak with me now? If you want to sit up, do it yourself!"
If she actively sits up herself, at most she's a detachable accessory.
"Hmph~!"
Seeing that her little scheme had been seen through by Lu Yibei, Ju Meng shyly let out a soft snort, circled behind Lu Yibei, forcefully tapped the ground with her toes, leaped up, and {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} then sat steadily on her shoulder, a pair of small hands naturally circling her neck.
"Let's go, Professor Ma said that when you woke up, I should quickly take you to the laboratory. They are going to appraise those kimchi jars together today," Ju Meng said.
Lu Yibei nodded, took two steps, and then, as if remembering something, added, "But before we go, I need to eat breakfast."
She had already stayed up all night yesterday. If she didn't eat breakfast today, it really wouldn't fit Lu Yibei's health preservation plan.
"..." Ju Meng opened her mouth, just about to complain, when suddenly she seemed to sense something. Looking at Lu Yibei's profile, she slightly narrowed her eyes.
"Wait! You're not right! Something seems different from yesterday."
Previously, her attention had been focused on domesticating a mount and bickering with the mount, so she hadn't paid too much attention to the abnormality on Lu Yibei's body.
Now that she had climbed onto Lu Yibei's shoulder, under close observation, she suddenly discovered that something about Lu Yibei was different.
"Are you crazy!" Lu Yibei rolled her eyes at Ju Meng and said seriously, "Confucius said: If you can renew yourself one day, do so daily, and let it be daily. Every morning when I wake up, I reflect on myself three times and face the world with a brand new appearance. Is that strange?"
"..."
Ju Meng ignored Lu Yibei's trash talk, tilted her small head, bit her thin lips, and seriously examined Lu Yibei.
The Lu Yibei before her was still the original Lu Yibei; the aura of the ally contract on her couldn't be faked. However, her skin seemed a bit more delicate, her complexion a bit paler, and her already refined face seemed a bit softer, subtly carrying a neutral, enchanting aura.
After looking for a long time, Ju Meng couldn't help but get lost in thought for a moment. A terrifying idea flashed through her mind: "I must find a way to keep this man in the Peach Garden to be my male favorite."
But, as a God, she didn't have such worldly desires.
Ju Meng came back to her senses, poking Lu Yibei's face back and forth with her small hand and said, "Oh——! I know what's going on!"
"You dog thing, after you went back last night, did you secretly call for the hotel's skincare SPA service without telling me?"
"Tch! Is that all?" Lu Yibei rolled her eyes. "I've never even used facial cleanser my whole life, let alone some skincare SPA."
I don't have that spare money at all!
Just as Lu Yibei was righteously complaining in her heart, Ju Meng pulled out a mirror from somewhere and placed it in front of her.
She was just about to complain, "Do you girls all carry a mirror with you?", when she saw the reflection in the mirror. Her pupils suddenly contracted slightly, "What the heck? Who is this effeminate pretty boy?"
Ju Meng glanced sideways at Lu Yibei without speaking, giving her a look that told her to figure it out herself.
"..." Lu Yibei was silent for two seconds, then raised a finger to point at her nose and weakly said, "Is it me?"
Ju Meng nodded expressionlessly.
The next moment, Lu Yibei put on a grand display of real-life double standards, "Hmm, as expected of me! Is it not normal for me to be this good-looking?"
Her face only had some details optimized, so how could she become this handsome?
Later, I must quickly send Jiang... Miao Miao Jiang a selfie so she can be immersed in my peerless beauty and unable to extricate herself. Lu Yibei was secretly excited.
"Bah, shameless!" Ju Meng cursed. After a few seconds pause, she said seriously, "After we come back from Professor Ma's place later, you come to my room, take off your clothes, and Sister will give you a good examination."
If her pretty boy appearance wasn't due to a full set of high-end skincare and a good night's sleep last night, then this should be Charm ability.
Although it's very weak and not very obvious just yet... Ju Meng thought.
Lu Yibei raised her thumb towards Ju Meng, "Back when Ma Yun was giving a speech in Hua City, his foot slipped and he was about to fall. He gave me a look that said: Young man, quickly help me up, and I'll give you two hundred million. But I chose to give up."
"To think I didn't even help Ma Yun back then, and I'm impressed by your straight-faced proposition! I treat you like a brother, and you actually covet my body?"
"Nonsense!" Ju Meng cursed with a dark face, "Isn't your Spirit Mark an Ifrit?"
Hearing Ju Meng mention her Spirit Mark, Lu Yibei frowned and asked, "Yes, is there a problem?"
"You haven't completed your Spirit Mark recently, have you?" Ju Meng asked again.
Lu Yibei shook her head blankly.
Completing the core body of a mythical urban legend had already almost emptied her savings. How could she have extra time to worry about completing her Spirit Mark?
"Then there's a problem! In my impression, an Ifrit is a spirit monster, which is what the Night Watch calls an elemental urban legend."
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"And within the mythological system that Ifrit belongs to, it is only a third-class spirit monster and does not have Charm ability. The ability similar to Charm that you are now displaying is only possessed by Jinn, who are first-class spirit monsters."
"Therefore, I have reason to suspect that your Spirit Mark has undergone a mutation and needs a thorough examination, otherwise there will be big problems later. You don't need to thank Sister, this examination is completely free, just consider it as payment for helping me."
If Lu Yibei were a normal Psychic, and Ju Meng discovered her Spirit Mark mutation and helped her examine her body for free, she should indeed thank her.
Generally speaking, after a Psychic's Spirit Mark is drawn, if it hasn't been completed or meets certain special conditions that affect the Spirit Mark, its state should be relatively stable and won't undergo any changes.
Once a Spirit Mark undergoes an unknown mutation, it often signifies a loss of control, like a cancerous transformation. The Night Erosion degree increases, and ultimately turning into urban legend is considered a relatively good outcome. Worse yet, the Spirit Mark might take reverse control, turning the person into a walking corpse with the appearance and abilities of urban legend but no thought.
Just like some former Night Watch members imprisoned underground by the Hua City Si Ye Hui.
But...
But Lu Yibei was not a normal Psychic. Besides the first-class Spirit Monster Jinn, most Witch Breed also possessed Charm ability.
Therefore, when Ju Meng pointed out that she might have gained Charm ability, and linking it to the strange dream and the chicken crisis last night, her heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
Could it be that the Witch Seed has been maintained for too long, and some change I don't know about has occurred?
But if that were the case, I couldn't let Smelly Girl help me check!
Not to mention the sensitive issue of being a Witch Seed, she's always clumsy. What if she accidentally blows up the Hundred-Armed Giant's Power later?
Lu Yibei thought, and responded to Ju Meng somewhat perfunctorily, "Uh-huh, uh-huh, let's talk about this later? It's important that we go to the laboratory first."
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The taxi drove slowly on the way to Tangcheng University, and the snow-covered Tang City scenery outside the window flashed by.
In the car, Lu Yibei lowered her head, immersed in her daily interactions with Jiang Li. Just as she was about to reply to Jiang Li again, she suddenly heard a discordant sound beside her ear.
"Tsk! Tsk tsk! Tsk tsk tsk!"
Following the sound, she saw Ju Meng with her arms crossed, looking at her sideways with a face full of disdain, "Look at you, acting like a pervert? Online dating?"
"I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!" Lu Yibei denied.
"Still pretending with me?" Ju Meng pouted, "Such a big beauty like me is sitting next to you, and you don't even glance at me, you just bury your head in your phone, flirting with girls. And you say you're not?"
"Let me tell you, listen to my advice, online dating isn't reliable. They all want to trick innocent little boys like you. Don't ask me how I know."
"..."
Lu Yibei opened her mouth, about to say something, when she heard Ju Meng say, "It's just you. If it were someone else, I wouldn't tell them about opening seventeen or eighteen accounts and having them make offerings to me. You should be more careful! Don't get tricked."
"???"
The taxi driver peeked at the jade-like Little Girl in the back seat through the rearview mirror, frowned, and many question marks popped up in his mind.
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When the taxi stopped, they had arrived at a side gate of Tangcheng University. Looking up, among the snow-covered tree branches, several not-too-tall old buildings could be seen.
This was the South Campus of Tangcheng University, one of the earliest teaching areas when Tangcheng University was founded, with a history of over fifty years. Some of the overly old buildings were still in use after being renovated.
Yesterday, a murder occurred in the 【Cultural Relics and Museology 1】 laboratory located in the East Campus. Due to the involvement of a urban legend attack and the Tang City Si Ye Hui being too busy to attend to it, the School of Literature building is still sealed off.
To ensure the progress of recovering cultural relics was not affected, the project team quickly moved the collected relics to the old building laboratory in the School of Literature.
Lu Yibei got out of the car, led Ju Meng, and followed the address Professor Ma had given her, walking into a dark gray Soviet-style building. The corridors inside were wide and dim, with green-shaded lamps hanging overhead. The wooden floorboards were somewhat old, and occasionally emitted a soft "creak" when stepped on.
Passing through the corridor, they soon arrived at a conference room. Lu Yibei knocked on the door, and after hearing a perfunctory "Come in!", she pushed the door open and entered.
Upon entering the room, a huge round conference table covered with a white cloth came into view. Various bronze ware, pottery, and precious metal crafts were displayed on the conference table. Some items requiring special protection were even equipped with a glass cover.
In front of one of the glass covers, about a dozen people were standing, gathered together and whispering. Most were white-haired elders. Lu Yibei searched the crowd but did not find Hu Yue's figure, secretly letting out a sigh of relief. Immediately after, she saw Fu Xinyi and instantly became vigilant.
The mole seemed to have split up? It seemed like a troublesome matter to let Ju Meng devour the urban legend sealed within the cultural relics in front of the mole! What's more, she still had to find an opportunity to deal with those pickles. Lu Yibei was a bit worried.
Most of the young people present were students and assistants of the various Professors. At this moment, they stood behind them with respectful expressions. Only Fu Xinyi was arguing with a group of old Professors, her face red with agitation. Her Teacher couldn't even pull her away.
"What does a greenhorn Little Girl like you know?" Professor Hou glared at Fu Xinyi, "Alright, since you say this Eastern Han bronze incense burner inlaid with gold and decorated with a Vermilion Bird is fake, you have to tell us where it's fake, right?"
"This..." Fu Xinyi opened her mouth, but for a moment, she couldn't articulate the specific reason.
She only knew that these cultural relics had flowed out from Taoyuan and had been in contact with Ju Meng, so there would be some residual Spiritual Energy fluctuations. If there were no residual Spiritual Energy fluctuations at all, they must be fake, but she didn't know how to determine their authenticity from a professional perspective.
In her desperation, she simply chose to be unreasonable, sticking out her tongue and saying, "I say it's fake, this fake one is fake. Believe it or not, *bleh bleh bleh*!"
Seeing this, Lu Yibei quietly asked Ju Meng, "Is that your kimchi jar?"
"Of course not!" Ju Meng replied without hesitation, "My kimchi jars are all made by me personally. What I hate most is the Vermilion Bird, how could I make that kind of shape?"
"May I ask, why do you old person hate Vermilion Birds?" Lu Yibei quietly pressed.
"Emmm..." Ju Meng smacked her little lips and said solemnly, "Legend has it, its feather color is prettier than mine."
Lu Yibei, "..." Half the birds in the world have prettier feather colors than Magpies, do you hate them all? How can you be so petty?
Muttering inwardly, she stepped forward, squeezed into the crowd, and interjected, "I also think this is fake."
Hearing this, Professor Ma turned around, saw Lu Yibei and Ju Meng, and a smile instantly appeared on his old face. Then he pointed at Ju Meng, who was perched on Lu Yibei's shoulder, and introduced her to everyone, "Everyone, this is the descendant of a folk treasure appraisal family I just mentioned to you, Liu Sisi, Liu Xiaoyou."
"Liu Xiaoyou is a great talent!"
"Heh! Heh heh!" As soon as Professor Ma finished speaking, Professor Hou looked at him sideways and let out two cold laughs, "Ma Zhen, I just thought it was outrageous enough that Lao Zhang found a Little Girl in her early twenties to help with the appraisal. I didn't expect you to be even more outrageous, actually finding someone who's just been weaned?"
"Are you senile? Or have you gone crazy wanting a granddaughter?"
Hearing this, Ju Meng's expression darkened, and her small hands clenched Lu Yibei's shoulder.
Feeling the soreness coming from her shoulder, Lu Yibei's eyebrow twitched. She quickly interjected before Ju Meng could secretly cause trouble, "Professor Hou, that's not how you should say it. The sage said, in learning, there is no age distinction; the skilled come first."
"Although your academic level is very high, there are some things you might not necessarily know, right? An extra person means an extra bit of strength, right?"
"Hmph! I don't know?" Professor Hou said unhappily, "What do you think I don't know? If you can't explain yourself, please leave here!"
Professor Hou was a very petty person. He hadn't forgotten the matter where Lu Yibei had previously said "Mala Bi" on the left and "Yi Lu Xiang Xi Tian" on the right.
"You're the one who told me to speak!" Lu Yibei said. As she spoke, she looked at the cultural relic on the table that had caused the argument and said, "Since your item is from the Eastern Han Dynasty, I'll ask you a few questions about the Eastern Han Dynasty. If you can answer all of them, I'll immediately take this Little Girl and leave." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Sorry, Professor Hou, I didn't mean to target you. I'm mainly afraid that if you upset this Grandma on my shoulder, she might accidentally get pregnant, and that wouldn't be good for anyone.
Lu Yibei muttered inwardly and asked, "Excuse me, what is Zhou Yu's wife's name?"
"Xiao Qiao," Professor Hou blurted out, with a hint of amusement in his eyes.
Even elementary school students who leech WiFi on the roadside to play "XX Glory" know this kind of question.
"What about Xiao Qiao's Sister?"
"Da Qiao."
"Who is Da Qiao's husband?"
"Sun Ce."
"What is Sun Ce's Sister called, and who did she marry?"
"Her name is Sun Shangxiang, and she married Liu Bei, Liu Xuande." Professor Hou frowned, "I say, kid, what kind of questions are these? Is this a junior high history exam?"
"Professor, don't be anxious. I haven't asked my real question yet!" Lu Yibei said expressionlessly, "What is Liu Bei's son called?"
Professor Hou was silent for a few seconds and said, "Liu Shan."
"Who is his father-in-law?"
"Uh... Xiahou Yuan."
"Xiahou Yuan's brother is Xiahou Dun, right?" Lu Yibei asked. Seeing Professor Ma nod, a hint of slyness flashed in her eyes. She immediately pressed with the fastest and most imposing tone, "Then what should Zhou Yu call Xiahou Dun? This is my question, please answer!"
Professor Hou, "???"
