Free Web NovelTangcheng University, old building of the School of Literature, inside the conference room.
"Stinky brat, what do you want to do to Liu Xiaoyou?"
When Professor Ma saw Mao Sanyou's suspected child abduction behavior, he righteously stood up, blocking him and Ju Meng, his eyes filled with vigilance.
Hou Jun is not a good person, and most of his students are probably not good people either! Professor Ma thought.
Mao Sanyou smiled at Professor Ma and said, "Professor, I didn't want to take her there. Isn't there still a lot of stuff in the vacant classroom next to our conference room?"
"When I came, I heard from other Professors that this Liu Xiaoyou is a descendant of a folk treasure appraisal family, so I wanted to invite her over to take a look together."
Professor Ma's expression softened slightly, and he said, "Didn't we look at all that stuff next door before?"
Mao Sanyou scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly, "Professor, wasn't I thinking that we should try our best not to miss any cultural relics?"
"That's why I wanted to ask this Miss to help us take a look from the perspective of their folk treasure appraisal."
Professor Ma looked at Ju Meng and asked softly, "Liu Xiaoyou, is that really the case?"
"..." Ju Meng was silent for a moment, then a naive smile bloomed on her face, and she nodded, "Yes, yes, that's what the big brother told me, Grandpa Ma."
"Then do you want to go see? Don't be shy, just say what you think," Professor Ma pressed.
Perhaps some people think that children are just children and should just obediently listen to Adults, but Professor Ma never thought that way.
Children are also people; they may not be good at expressing themselves, but they also have their own ideas and things they like and dislike. As mentally sound Adults, they should listen carefully to their opinions.
"Hmm..." Ju Meng pouted her small mouth, looked at Professor Ma, then at Mao Sanyou, and sighed, "I'm very willing to help the big brother, but I woke up too early today and I'm a bit sleepy. I want to go back and take a nap in a little while."
Although Mao Sanyou said that he had a large amount of "kimchi" in his hands, which made Ju Meng feel very tempted, she didn't think it would be a good idea to have Professor Ma go with her.
If Mao Sanyou had any bad intentions, in her current state, she wouldn't be able to worry about Professor Ma's safety while running away.
After hearing Ju Meng's words, Professor Ma turned his head and glared at Mao Sanyou, saying sternly, "Did you hear? Liu Xiaoyou said she's sleepy now and will go back to take a nap later."
Although it was still before ten in the morning, children are in a period of growth, and it is reasonable for them to like to sleep.
"This..." Mao Sanyou looked deeply at Ju Meng, then smiled, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if it's earlier or later. My teacher is unwell, and the work has been temporarily entrusted to me. I'm afraid I'll be here for a while. This child, whenever she's free, she can come over."
As he spoke, Mao Sanyou stepped aside. Ju Meng looked at him meaningfully, then nimbly climbed onto Professor Ma's shoulder.
However, just as she sat firmly on Professor Ma's shoulder, she felt a faint Spiritual Energy fluctuation coming from behind her. She turned back in surprise and saw Mao Sanyou subtly handing over a small piece of paper.
Looking at the paper Mao Sanyou handed over, Ju Meng hesitated for a moment, then, before Professor Ma could notice, she took the paper and put it in her coat pocket.
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【To the respected Jumang Power Inheritor, King of Weird Tales of the Eight Hundred Li Peach Garden, Miss Ju Meng, I know your current situation is very dangerous. I am willing to provide you with all the help I can. If you trust me, please come to the old building of the Tangcheng University School of Literature at midnight tonight for a talk.
PS: I have already found most of the cultural relics that seal urban legend. If needed, you can take them at any time.】
While Professor Ma wasn't paying attention, Ju Meng secretly read the contents of the paper Mao Sanyou handed over, put the paper into her pocket without showing any change in expression, then looked at the busy Mao Sanyou from afar and frowned.
What is this guy's background?
Not only does he know who I am, but he has also secretly collected those kimchi jars...
Just as Ju Meng was muttering to herself, Mao Sanyou seemed to sense her gaze, turned his head, and gave her a smile full of goodwill.
Seeing Mao Sanyou's smile, Ju Meng quickly shrank her head and hid behind Professor Ma. After a moment, she poked out her two big eyes and secretly observed Mao Sanyou, like a child who had been caught doing something bad, sneaking around.
This guy is not right! If he wants to help, just help, why make it so mysterious?
Why would a proper person arrange to meet at midnight?
I'll have to let Lu Yibei investigate his background thoroughly later, otherwise, I won't feel at ease with this hidden danger! Ju Meng thought.
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...In short, my junior is that kind of handsome and sunny boy! He seems to have never dated a girl before, especially pure and kind. He probably doesn't even know about the existence of Psychic.
Lu Yibei, "..."
What the hell? I asked you to describe what your junior looks like, what are you talking so much nonsense for?
Don't I know that I'm sunny, handsome, pure, and kind?
After complaining a couple of times in her heart, Lu Yibei sighed silently and said earnestly, "Then you can rest assured, I've seen the child you're talking about. He already left the mall with the crowd when the chaos started."
"On this point, I can guarantee it with Zhang Huainan's personality!"
Hearing Lu Yibei say this, Fu Xinyi finally realized that the passersby in the cinema lobby had disappeared at some point, except for...
Those few unfortunate guys who were used as meat shields by Suolang Baima.
"In that case..." A look of determination flashed in Fu Xinyi's eyes. She turned to look at the window of the cinema lobby and said sternly, "Then, Senior, let's go first!"
Although she didn't know why the girl used the Sect Leader's personality as a guarantee instead of her own, what kind of profound and unpredictable existence was the Sect Leader?
A Psychic of his level, like high-level urban legend, would sense it if anyone called out his name directly. If someone really used his name falsely, he would certainly not ignore it, so what this Senior said should be true. Fu Xinyi thought.
Lu Yibei was lying on Fu Xinyi's back. Seeing her finally move and run towards the outside of the mall, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
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Just as Fu Xinyi leaped up, using the familiar movement technique from the Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration, and flew out of the cinema lobby window, Lu Yibei turned his head and looked deeply at Suolang Baima.
Although he was left with his life this time, taking a big advantage, after all, his life was still somewhat useful, but next time...
Thinking, she looked at Miss Rabbit again, and as the surrounding scenery changed, she slowly closed her eyes.
When she made Miss Rabbit fall into her psychological shadow, she had already tested her newly acquired talent skill.
The Charm ability combined with the talent skill borrowed from Mengmeng that pulls people into dreams, cannot be said to be easy to use, only a perfect match!
By first immersing the target in a Charm state, and then pulling the target into a dream, a state similar to a dream within a dream can be constructed. freeweɓnovel.cøm
Just now, when Miss Rabbit was suffering in the deep dream and her will became fragile, Lu Yibei was able to know many things she wanted to know by making Miss Rabbit dream about what she had experienced in the shallow dream.
It was also because of this that she decided to let Suolang Baima live for now, instead of risking her life to perish together.
Keeping his life, next time, perhaps she could find out the whereabouts of other murderers through a similar method! Lu Yibei thought.
And now, through Miss Rabbit's dream, she already knew the background of the guys who assassinated Ju Meng, and even had many surprising unexpected gains.
For example, the ways to go to the Eclipse Society's No. 4 stronghold, the Great Furnace, and No. 2 stronghold, the Gray Forest Cabin.
For example, the Psychic and urban legend gathered in Taoyuan this time, from the Eclipse Society, the Miracle Order, and various black and gray forces, were seemingly invited by the Crow Slave, but in fact, they were all guided by a mysterious person of unknown origin, coming to compete for the Power of Cuan Yang.
For another example, in order to avenge the theft of the witchs egg, Miss Rabbit did not hesitate to risk her life and max out her fire resistance...
"Pfft!"
Just thinking about the great sacrifice Miss Rabbit made to adapt to the version, only for it to update to a brand new version she had never experienced, made Lu Yibei want to laugh, but as soon as she opened her mouth, a ball of black blood mixed with internal organ fragments sprayed out between her thin lips.
Feeling a warm and wet sensation on her shoulder and hearing the girl on her shoulder seem to be laughing and spitting, Fu Xinyi was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Senior, are you alright?"
"Cough cough cough, I'm fine, I just thought of something funny," Lu Yibei said weakly.
"Something funny?" Fu Xinyi tilted her head.
"I was thinking, the standard of Da Chunyang Palace now is really worse than the previous generation. Their swords are actually such poor quality goods. It seems that Zhang Huainan is not doing so well either!" Lu Yibei said.
"..." Fu Xinyi opened her mouth but didn't speak, her eyes shifting thoughtfully.
This Senior is speaking ill of the Sect Leader again. It feels like Senior Sister Hua Sang bullying me. Looking at it this way, she is indeed the Sect Leader's Senior Sister, no doubt about it.
However...
Senior Sister bullying Junior Brothers and Sisters, is this a traditional skill of our Da Chunyang Palace? I've never heard of it before? Fu Xinyi wondered.
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At that time, thousands of miles away, at Zhenwu Mountain, in front of the stone gate of the forbidden area behind the mountain.
The forbidden area behind the mountain is where the Sect Leader and Elders of Da Chunyang Palace cultivate in seclusion. Usually, no outsiders are allowed near, but today a girl came here.
A girl with a hemp rope tying her Taoist robe and a blade of grass in the corner of her mouth.
The girl was Hua Sang.
Although Hua Sang was just an ordinary disciple, she was an exception and could freely enter and exit this place.
The reason was simple: she had hooked up with the Sect Leader and was ordered by the Sect Leader to secretly bring him food when he was in seclusion.
Food is the most important thing for people. Although the Sect Leader had long since abstained from grain, being shut in a stone cave, not drinking water or eating food, he still couldn't psychologically bear it.
However, cultivating in seclusion with delicious food and drink would damage the Sect Leader's demeanor and dignity.
What if an Elder who came to ask for instructions happened to see the Sect Leader in seclusion gnawing on a chicken leg and drinking wine, reeking of alcohol and covered in oil? That would be terrible!
So, he could only find a girl like Hua Sang, who didn't play by the rules, to help him do some shady things.
However, Hua Sang went to the kitchen as usual today and took a roasted chicken and a pot of yellow wine to bring to the Sect Leader, but she called at the door for a long time and no one responded.
Getting impatient, she simply sat down cross-legged, leaning against the stone gate, opened the lotus leaf wrapping the roasted chicken, and uncorked the wine gourd, preparing to enjoy it on behalf of the Sect Leader.
Just then, the stone gate suddenly opened a crack. A sneaky hand reached out from the crack and snatched the roasted chicken on the ground and the chicken leg from Hua Sang's mouth with lightning speed.
Hua Sang bit into nothing, her pearly teeth aching slightly, and she couldn't help but complain, "Old man, you're here? If you're here, say something! You made me look forward to it for nothing. Tsk, you useless fellow!"
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare!" Behind the door, Zhang Huainan muttered, "Today I faintly felt someone constantly calling my name. I casually cast a divination, and unexpectedly it was related to that person... It seems that person is about to come."
Hua Sang, "..."
Is he really that powerful?
How could even the Sect Leader be so scared?
She thought, her peripheral vision unconsciously drifting to the cast iron ruler at her waist.
"Right, disciple-grandson!"
"Your disciple is here!"
"Go back and {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} tell Elder He that I won't come out of seclusion after half a month. I'll continue for another three years."
Hua Sang, "..."
