Free Web Novel"My dear aunt! You call this a small favor? You're asking for my life!"
After hearing Ju Meng's plan, Mao Sanyou let out a wail with a bitter # Nоvеlight # expression.
Although those Cranes were once his father's dependents, he had a faint influence over them through a portion of the Power inherited from his father.
But now they no longer had the dependent mark and were led by the Crow Slave, so whether he could command them was completely up in the air.
Ju Meng was asking him to use a sword from the previous dynasty to kill an official of the current dynasty!
"Who is your dear aunt? My blood relation with your father isn't that close, at most we're cousins." Ju Meng said indifferently, hands on her hips, "If you can do it, say you can. If you can't, say you can't."
"You should also know that if you succeed, the Power from your paternal lineage will be completed to a certain extent, and by then..."
Speaking of which, Ju Meng paused, sizing up Mao Sanyou, "I don't know about other things, but at least your appearance will improve. You must be over fifty this year, right?"
"At such an old age, you still don't know what a girl's little lips taste like?"
"..."
Mao Sanyou felt offended. Although he really didn't know, the reason he still maintained his initial state after hatching was because he preferred quality over quantity and had high standards for a partner, not because he didn't want to!
What's more...
"Aunt, don't you not know either?"
Ju Meng's mouth twitched slightly. She subconsciously glanced in the direction of the theme park and retorted, "You think I'm like you? If I want to know, I can know when I go back later!"
"How is that the same? Isn't it common for girls to kiss each other?" Mao Sanyou frowned.
"Not at all..." A blush quickly flashed across Ju Meng's cold and indifferent face, and then she raised her hand and heavily knocked Mao Sanyou's head with the pipe she held, "What do you know!"
"Let's talk about the main business, hurry up, give me a straight answer if you can do it! You don't want to see Tang City suffer because of this, right?"
"..." Mao Sanyou was silent, pondering for a long time. He sighed silently, as if having made a great decision, and said fiercely, "Okay! I can only say I'll try. If I fail, don't blame me."
Whether or not I can know the taste of a girl's lips is secondary. The key is that I deeply love the city of Tang City. Mao Sanyou thought.
Seeing Mao Sanyou agree, Ju Meng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the trace of worry lingering between her brows seemed to dissipate considerably.
In the past few days, her mood had been unprecedentedly low, not because she had spent all the New Year's money Turtle Elder gave her, nor because she couldn't pull the desired card after spending dozens of transactions, nor because she regretted not being able to afford her favorite games on the Steam platform during sales, nor because she was worried about dying under the bombardment of the Tang City barrier.
She had always been confident in Turtle Elder's work, and with Shang Nanxing's secret help, it was almost impossible for something to go wrong. The chance of withstanding the Tang City barrier's bombardment was over eighty percent, but that was just the beginning.
Just as Mao Sanyou had learned through the channels of those illegal Psychic organizations, after her plan succeeded, the Tang City barrier would lose its defensive effect due to the change in form, allowing any Psychic and urban legend to enter and exit freely.
The scale would likely be no less than a super-large Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, or even surpass it.
By then, Ju Meng's former enemies, Psychic and urban legend coveting her or Cuan Yang's Power, and even those guys from the "chaotic evil alignment" who simply wanted to cause destruction, would flood into the area of Tang City and Taoyuan, like wild dogs snatching food, doing whatever they pleased.
In such a chaotic situation, if she hadn't been stabbed twice by the Crow Slave and couldn't maintain her peak Psychic state, she would still have confidence in dealing with it, but now...
She was like a warrior from the Land of Light, only cool for less than three minutes before her state would show a red light.
Dealing with Lu Yibei was fine, but dealing with thousands of Psychic and urban legend was beyond her capability.
If Mao Sanyou could rely on the Power from Cuan Yang in his bloodline to control the Cranes within Taoyuan, it would reduce a part of the threat. Ju Meng felt it could at least increase her chance of surviving the chaos by ten percent.
Although even with this ten percent, it was still less than thirty percent...
Those Psychic and urban legend flooding into Tang City were the real threat.
However, fighting with a one-third chance is better than waiting for decades, or even more than ten years, to become corrupt and fallen, completely beyond salvation, right? Ju Meng thought.
If the Crow Slave hadn't stabbed her and awakened the vast Spiritual Energy of Cuan Yang sleeping in the Fusang Divine Tree, accelerating her process of corruption and fall, she really wouldn't have made this decision.
"Okay, let's do it!" Ju Meng withdrew her thoughts and said to Mao Sanyou, "I'll trouble you to continue intercepting those guys who don't know any better later. I'm leaving first."
Mao Sanyou was still immersed in the worry that Ju Meng was asking him to take a risk, and his mind didn't turn around immediately. He asked doubtfully, "Where are you going?"
Ju Meng took a light puff of her pipe, squinted her eyes and exhaled a cloud of smoke, her lips curling up ambiguously, "Didn't I just say?"
As she spoke, she looked in the direction of the theme park.
"I'm going to taste what a girl's lips are like!"
As soon as her voice fell, she turned into a square scarf. In the distance, the Coat, which was hiding on a utility pole and secretly observing, wriggled, then floated up lightly, as if blown by the wind, and flew towards the theme park.
In the current situation, Lu Yibei was somewhat worried about letting Ju Meng act alone. Although she knew that Mao Sanyou was in the dark counter-intercepting those who were trying to intercept them, just to be cautious, she still let the Coat secretly follow, in case of danger, to provide support at any time.
Unexpectedly, the Coat thus overheard some incredible information.
A moment later, inside the theme park.
Sensing the Coat's return through the dependent mark, Lu Yibei spent fifty yuan to hire a scalper to continue queuing for her, then sneaked to a corner of the theme park and found the Coat.
Through the dependent mark, after vaguely perceiving what the Coat had heard, Lu Yibei fell into deep thought.
"I think I understand. You mean, Smelly Girl secretly ran off to discuss with someone whether or not to kiss me?"
"..."
The Coat stood still for a moment, as if recalling and thinking seriously, then it wriggled, imitating human posture, and nodded at Lu Yibei.
That's right, she just wanted to kiss the Devil Woman!
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Other things were too complicated for it to understand, but could it not understand this?
Lu Yibei, "..."
Good heavens, Smelly Girl actually had such wicked thoughts. No wonder she insisted on riding the Ferris wheel even after seeing so many people queuing up...
The Ferris wheel is indeed a perfect setting for kissing.
This is troublesome, I can't do anything to betray Miao Miao Jiang. If she tries to force a kiss on me, what should I do? Lu Yibei thought worriedly.
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At four in the afternoon, the sun had already begun to dim.
The sunlight, long absent, broke through the dark clouds and shone down. Under the sky where blue and rose hues intertwined, the Ferris wheel rotated quietly, climbing little by little to the apex. Thus, the city, bathed in the dreamy light of the sun, was fully visible.
As the Ferris wheel ascended, Lu Yibei watched Ju Meng, who was pressed against the glass and looking out, without blinking. Her heart seemed to accelerate gradually with the process, accelerating...
It was eerily quiet in the small cabin. She could even hear her own heart pounding like a drum. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
Resist, I must resist for Miao Miao Jiang. If she suddenly lunges at me later, I'll blast her away with a Four Beasts Bright Sky Cannon! Lu Yibei thought.
Just then, Ju Meng, who had been gazing out the window, turned her head and called softly, "Lu Yibei..."
"Huh? Ah?" Lu Yibei was startled, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, then she closed them in confusion, crossed her arms, and hugged her slightly lowered head, covering her lips.
After waiting for a long time in the darkness and silence, Lu Yibei did not wait for the expected to happen, but instead received Ju Meng's puzzled question, "What are you doing?"
Lu Yibei opened her eyes slightly, stole a glance at Ju Meng, and seeing no unusual actions from her, couldn't help but fall silent.
"..."
After a long while, she whispered, "Nothing, I, I'm a little afraid of heights."
"Heh, trash." Ju Meng laughed contemptuously, turned back to look out the window, and continued to gaze at the scenery.
The moment she turned around, her peripheral vision lingered on the square scarf on Lu Yibei's chest for a moment, and then, as if she had thought of something interesting, a meaningful smile flashed in her eyes.
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In the evening, Hua City.
In front of a small, long-abandoned factory in the South of the city. This small factory's main business was feed production, and it was once the main supplier to the South Suburb Slaughterhouse.
However, with the urban legend that occurred at the South Suburb Slaughterhouse, this small factory lost a major source of income. Coupled with poor management, it ultimately ended badly and closed down.
In front of the small factory, on the overgrown vacant lot, Jiang Li sat in the car, quietly watching A Hua busy herself outside.
Ever since Lu Yibei became the King of Weird Tales of Hua City, coupled with Du Sixian's efficient and reasonable management, Hua City hasn't seen murder-related urban legend incidents for a long time. Observing gathering places of malignant urban legend, measuring Spiritual Energy fluctuations, and reinforcing seals have almost become the daily work of the Hua City Si Ye Hui.
After a long while, having finished measuring the Spiritual Energy fluctuation data and reinforcing the seals, A Hua walked back carrying her tools, then put the tools into the car's trunk, got in, and sat in the driver's seat.
"Miss, it's done. Shall we go back now?"
Jiang Li nodded slightly, "Mm, let's go."
The car slowly started, went through the winding small road, got onto the main road, and drove all the way towards the Amber House. Watching the scenery outside the window rapidly change, Jiang Li suddenly seemed to think of something, took out her phone, opened a certain goose chat software, and then opened the messages.
She stared at the phone screen quietly for a while, then frowned.
Lu Yibei hadn't contacted her for two days. She hadn't sent mushy words to the Miao Miao Jiang account, nor had she sent some trash talk complaining about Tang City being bad and hinting at wanting a raise to the Night Watch work account. This was a bit unusual.
Just two days ago, she would receive at least a hundred messages from Lu Yibei every day.
Suddenly losing contact, could it be that she encountered something tricky?
But what tricky things could happen in Tang City? She couldn't possibly court death and go provoke that existence in Taoyuan, could she? Jiang Li thought.
Through the rearview mirror, A Hua saw Jiang Li's tightly furrowed brows and asked with concern, "Miss, you seem unhappy? Is something on your mind?"
"No, it's just that Lu Yibei hasn't contacted me for the past two days. I'm wondering if something went wrong with her work," Jiang Li said calmly.
A Hua slapped the steering wheel hard and said indignantly for Jiang Li, "Hmph! I've long felt that heart-stealing little thief is unreliable. She stole our Miss's heart, and yet she doesn't cherish it properly! If she dares to mess around outside, just wait until she comes back, I'll show her!"
"Stole..." Jiang Li slightly parted her lips, sighed silently, and said faintly, "A Hua, you should read fewer strange books. What kind of talk is this?"
After a pause, she added, "I'm just worried that she might encounter some danger while supporting the work in Tang City. After all, her welfare cemetery has already been used up."
As she spoke, Jiang Li lowered her head to look at her phone and sent a message to Lu Yibei.
Jiang Li: "Hua City reserve officer Lu Yibei, according to regulations, when carrying out missions outside, you should report your work progress to your superior every three days. The time is almost up, can you give an update?"
After the message was sent, Jiang Li waited for a long time but received no reply from Lu Yibei. Her mood instantly became heavy.
Could it be that she is assisting the officers in Tang City investigate a gathering place of urban legend and it's inconvenient to use her phone?
Then let's wait and see.
Thinking this, Jiang Li put away her phone and looked out the window. Snow had started falling again at some point.
Since the heavy snow a few days ago, the snow in Hua City had fallen intermittently for several days, as if spring would never arrive.
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Meanwhile, at the "Target Shooting Prize" small shop in Tang City Theme Park.
Ju Meng held the gun with both hands, aiming at the target in a proper manner. Then she took a deep breath, held her breath, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang—!"
A perfectly aimed shot... missed the target and hit the hat of the boss who was five meters away.
The boss's mouth twitched. He said weakly, "Little sister, if you really want that phone, just buy it directly? I'll make an exception and sell it to you cheaper."
If this keeps up, I feel like you'll shoot me sooner or later.
With your marksmanship, the probability of hitting the bullseye ten times in a row to get the phone isn't much higher than winning the lottery, is it?
Making money is important, but how is it as important as safety? The boss muttered inwardly.
"No way! We have to follow the rules. I really don't believe it today. If I can't get that phone, I won't leave! Boss, please load ten more bullets for me!" Ju Meng said, straightening her back.
While Ju Meng was tormenting the small shop owner, Lu Yibei, who was waiting nearby, finished reading the message from Jiang Li and strongly resisted the urge to reply.
Miao Miao Jiang is so smart. If I don't reply to her for a long time, she will definitely sense that something is wrong.
At that time, if she slightly communicates with other cities that have officers coming to Tang City for support, or tries to contact the Tang City Si Ye Hui to inquire about the situation here, she should be able to guess that something big has happened in Tang City.
Thinking this, Lu Yibei silently put away her phone, looked up at Ju Meng who was rolling her eyes, stood up, and walked towards her.
"Stop shooting, stop shooting, let me do it!"
If I let you keep shooting, my wallet won't be able to take it. Lu Yibei added in her heart.
"Boss, please load ten bullets for me."
Ju Meng glanced at Lu Yibei and said disdainfully, "You? I couldn't do it, how could you..."
"Bang—!"
Before Ju Meng finished speaking, along with the sound of a gunshot, the target in front made a sound indicating a bullseye hit, "Bullseye, truly amazing, keep up the good work!"
Ju Meng looked at Lu Yibei, her eyes wide, and muttered, "This must be luck, definitely luck!"
"Shall we try again?" Lu Yibei said faintly. After speaking, she raised the gun and fired nine consecutive shots, all hitting the bullseye.
Putting down the gun, Lu Yibei raised her eyebrows cheekily at the dumbfounded Ju Meng, her eyes as if saying to her, "Convinced now, Smelly Girl? I can predict!"
Thus, the owner of the "Target Shooting Prize" small shop, after having his nerves tormented by Ju Meng and his wallet tormented by Lu Yibei, reluctantly brought out the latest Huami flagship phone and watched the backs of this pair of "sisters" who weren't acting human leave, inexplicably feeling that the evening wind today was particularly bleak and cold.
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The night descended like a curtain quietly drawn, covering the valley where Taoyuan was located. Mountains, hills, houses near and far, and trees all turned from clear to blurry again.
Along with the sunset, flocks of Cranes flew over Taoyuan, like the evening glow in the sky falling to the human world, sweeping across the sky, and then plunging into the valley.
Their sunset prayer ritual began.
"'In the sun is Cuan Yang, which is the three-legged crow. When Cuan Yang crows, the sun rises, and all birds under heaven crow. When Cuan Yang rests, the sun sets, and all birds under heaven rest..."
The Crow Slave knelt before the Fusang Divine Tree, praying devoutly. Flocks of Cranes danced behind him as if in a frenzy.
Suddenly, the Spiritual Energy within him, which he had gained as Cuan Yang gradually awakened a few days ago, violently surged. It crashed wildly within his body, causing his consciousness to briefly blur.
In this moment of blurriness, a low murmur seemed to sound in his ears, as if responding to his prayer and the power within him that should have belonged to Cuan Yang.
"Tang Valley... fuso..."
The Crow Slave suddenly raised his head, his eyes wide, looking at the giant twin-trunked tree in front of him with a face full of disbelief. Then his eyes gradually became fanatical, so excited he could barely control himself.
"Silence! Everyone listen quietly!"
He suddenly turned his head and shouted at the flock of Cranes behind him. After all the Cranes quieted down, he tilted his ear and listened carefully. In the faint sound of wind flowing through the air, he heard the low murmur more clearly.
"'Above Tang Valley is the fuso, the tree is ten thousand zhang tall, it arrives in one day, it leaves in one day..."
The Crow Slave clearly heard that the low murmur came from above the treetop. Following the direction of the sound, he searched for a long time and finally saw that gently swaying piece of dark black tender leaf.
"Ooh—ah ah—!"
What he had pursued for thousands of years was finally realized. The Crow Slave was extremely excited and couldn't help but burst into loud sobs. He cried heartbreakingly, but the joy contained within was clearly discernible.
His Master had truly "recovered."
