Free Web NovelJust like how a newborn bird imprints on the first creature it sees as its mother, the first impression is crucial if you want to gain someone's trust.
In Lu Yibei's view, the three Psychic's judgment of her identity, whether they trusted her or were suspicious, would likely influence their subsequent decisions.
When she took out Hu Yue's bone flute as a token of trust and released her Charm ability on the three Psychic, she was even ready to run away at any moment if things went wrong.
Fortunately, these three Psychic were not people with firm minds. Under the influence of the Charm ability, merely seeing her alluring movement as she took the bone flute from her collar was enough to make their hearts flutter and their souls wander, temporarily avoiding the misfortune of being struck hard on the back of the head by Lingtai Pure Karma.
Of course, that was only temporary.
Once they entered this door, no one's head would be safe! Lu Yibei thought.
Hehe, indeed it is Miss Jin. Our three brothers have long heard of your name. We didn't expect that seeing you today would reveal you are even more beautiful than rumored!
Seeing that the three Psychic temporarily harbored no ill will, Lu Yibei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, got up, and symbolically bowed to the three, showing friendliness.
You flatter me. Since the three of you have no objections, please come inside and rest for a while. When the remaining two friends arrive, we can discuss the matters of tonight's operation together.
As Lu Yibei spoke, she endured intense shame ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) and resistance, gradually increasing the intensity of her Charm ability. Her watery eyes intentionally and unintentionally cast seductive glances at the three Psychic.
Damn, how do I feel like I'm getting more and more skilled at this kind of thing?
If this continues, I won't end up going down some strange path and ultimately suffer a tragic Bad Ending where my heart is broken, will I?
Thinking this, Lu Yibei secretly made a decision. Once the core of the Mythical Seed urban legend recovered, she would immediately seal away the Charm ability granted by the Witch Seed.
Fire Element is the superior one, Spiritual Element get out of the way!
The Charm ability stimulated by the core of a high-level Witch Seed urban legend was not like the Charm ability carried by low-level Witch Seed or Elemental Seed urban legend, which had strong sensory stimulation and physiologically aroused primitive impulses. Instead, it was gentle, providing spiritual enjoyment and leading to infatuation.
It was like a cool breeze under the warm sun, accompanied by intoxicating music, carrying a faint floral fragrance, subtly influencing people and making them intoxicated without realizing it.
The three Psychic looked at Lu Yibei, and it took them a while to regain their senses before following Lu Yibei's guidance and walking towards the small house.
As soon as the three entered the house, they noticed that the windows were blocked by something, and the light inside the house was very dim. They couldn't help but frown, turned around, and were about to ask Lu Yibei something when they saw her close the door casually as she walked in.
With a soft creak, the entire house plunged into darkness.
In the moment the house fell into darkness and before the three Psychic could mobilize their Spiritual Energy to strengthen their eyes, Lu Yibei moved.
With a'swish!', Lingtai Pure Karma was drawn from the metal box hidden behind the door. In the darkness, she sensed the premonitions flashing in her mind while performing her movement technique and darting forward.
And then...
Hand raised, sword fell. Relying on the premonitions, the sword body accurately intercepted the three panicking and dodging Psychic, striking their heads hard.
Ah—Ah—Ah—!
Three screams rang out consecutively in the dark house, followed by three muffled thuds as bodies hit the ground. A faint scent of blood filled the air.
Lu Yibei, "..."
Damn it, how did they get hit so hard they bled?
Although these three guys' Spiritual Energy fluctuation levels were slightly weaker than Hu Yue and that woman, they still reached 1.1 Old Rabbit. How could they be so fragile?
They weren't killed in one hit, were they? Lu Yibei thought, and was about to go check the injuries of the three Psychic.
Just then, a faint, foul, and chaotic Spiritual Energy fluctuation subtly came from the small courtyard outside the door.
In the darkness, sensing that Spiritual Energy fluctuation, Lu Yibei's eyes narrowed slightly.
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Dark clouds were like ink, the sky was gloomy, and the biting cold wind danced with scattered snowflakes.
Looking from afar, the three-story small building standing in the wind and snow, which had been uninhabited for a long time, appeared somewhat dilapidated and decaying, faintly exuding a sinister aura.
Occasionally, someone passing by the small building would hurry their steps, not even daring to linger their gaze on it for too long. Only one person was an exception, and that was Wang Er, who lived across a small river from the building. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Wang Er was a freelance writer who made a living by writing articles online. Sometimes, after staring at the computer screen for a long time, his eyes would get tired, so he would look out the window to relieve fatigue.
And looking out from the window of his study, he could never avoid the abandoned three-story small building across the river. Looking at that building, he would sometimes can't help but let his thoughts wander.
He would think about who might have lived in that building, perhaps a woman. He would wonder if that woman was beautiful, if she was still alive, and if she was still alive, whether she would ever come back.
Such boundless imagination became an indispensable form of entertainment during his breaks for a long time, until a few days ago, he saw that slender woman walk into the courtyard of the three-story building.
The woman Wang Er saw was naturally Miss Jin.
As a Psychic possessing a Mountain Demon Spirit Mark, Miss Jin, although she didn't have a controllable Charm ability like Lu Yibei, as a legendary creature that lured and teased mountain woodcutters to death, her Spirit Mark itself subtly emitted an effect that bewitched people's minds.
Some people say that after seeing a certain person, all other women in the world become merely settling. After seeing Miss Jin, Wang Er subtly had this feeling too.
After that day, his infatuation with Miss Jin became uncontrollable. He waited by the window every day, even neglecting his writing. His editor urged him several times, but he just responded with a beautiful photo of a pigeon.
Today, after waking up from his afternoon nap, he came to the window as usual to wait, and finally, he saw that figure who haunted his dreams once again.
In the vast white snow, she wore a white dress and held a crimson oil-paper umbrella, walking gracefully along the green stone path of the ancient street. Her waist-length hair swayed slightly in the wind. Everything seemed to lose its color in his eyes. Her slender figure shimmered with a faint cold light, as if she could inadvertently walk into someone's dream.
Looking at her figure, Wang Er took a deep breath and couldn't help but shout, "Miss!"
And then...
She stopped, her body seeming to float as she slowly turned in place, looking towards the direction of the sound. She revealed the face hidden under the red umbrella, and Wang Er's pupils instantly contracted to a point.
Beneath the monster's long, disheveled hair was a pale and swollen face with no eyes, nose, or mouth. On the bare skin, a distorted human face was drawn with lipstick, eyebrow pencil, and foundation. Countless semi-real, semi-illusory black lines, like a primary school student's messy scribbles, scattered around her face.
Ghosts originally have no face, they paint skin to make up... Upon seeing the woman's appearance, the legend of the painted skin urban legend he had seen online flashed through Wang Er's mind. Thinking,'Sorry to bother you,' he quickly shrank below the windowsill, silently praying that the monster hadn't noticed his presence.
It was only then that he realized that he wasn't experiencing "love that knows no origin and goes deep," but was simply lustful.
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In front of the three-story small building's door, the Painted Skin urban legend looked left and right, unable to find the source of the sound. It then lightly merged into the wall in front of it and passed into the courtyard.
Where are they? We agreed on a time to meet...
Seeing the courtyard was empty, the Painted Skin urban legend seemed somewhat puzzled. It lingered for a moment, released its spiritual perception, and found the faint Spiritual Energy fluctuations coming from the house ahead. Only then did it slowly walk forward.
Arriving in front of the small building's main door, the Painted Skin urban legend waited for a moment before lifting its withered hand and gently pushing open the iron door in front of it.
Creak—!
With a soft sound, the door opened, and air carrying dust and mold smell rushed out. Inside the dimly lit house, there were scattered dusty furniture, and three pale-faced men lay on the ground, with faint trickles of crimson blood seeping from their heads.
A woman stood with her back to the outside, bending over the three men whose fates were unknown. Her head was tilted to the side, and a stiff and awkward smile hung on her stone-like cold face, half-hidden in the shadows. Through the gaps in her slightly messy white hair, she cast a malicious gaze towards the outside.
In her hand, she held a rusty broken sword. The broken sword was stained with blood, and viscous blood dripped from the blade onto the ground, making soft 'drip, drop!' sounds.
You're here? Don't be afraid, this is all a misunderstanding, I can explain.
The woman said coldly, slowly straightening up and walking towards the door.
Seeing this scene, the Painted Skin urban legend was startled and subconsciously took a step back, hitting its heel on the threshold and stumbling. After it stabilized itself and looked back into the house in horror, it was shocked to find that the woman had disappeared.
Just then, a figure slowly emerged behind it, whispering in its ear, "Where do you want to go? Since you're here, don't leave. Stay and keep them company?"
As she spoke, a Spiritual Energy fluctuation filled with sinister and bloody aura instantly enveloped the Painted Skin urban legend like a huge shadow. Under the impact of the Spiritual Energy fluctuation, its ears buzzed, and it vaguely heard the tragic cries of countless young girls.
Between shock and fear, the skin on the Painted Skin urban legend' face, which looked like it was painted, writhed, and the eyebrows and eyes formed by condensed Spiritual Energy nearly disintegrated.
The next moment, the buzzing sound of air tearing rang out beside its ear, and the sword shadow whistled, the intense impact instantly invading its consciousness like a fierce beast.
Crash—!
With a soft rustling sound of paper, a scroll painted with ancient brushstrokes drifted to the ground.
Lu Yibei looked at the scroll lying quietly on the ground, scratched the back of her head, and muttered softly, "Did I kill another one?"
Forget it, now is not the time to dwell on this. After dealing with the last urban legend, it's time to find Mao Sanyou.
Although she said this, as she spoke, she secretly made a decision in her heart. Later, she had to go find the Ancestor and properly ask about the correct way to use Lingtai Pure Karma.
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4:12 PM.
A phone rang in the office of the on-duty Doctor in the Intensive Care Unit of Tangcheng University Affiliated Hospital.
The moment the phone rang, the on-duty Doctor quickly answered it. Immediately after, he heard the nurse on the other end deliver a shocking piece of news.
The patient who was just admitted this morning, Mao Sanyou, was missing!
How is that possible? Such a large living person, just gone? the Doctor said nervously.
Yes, yes! I just went to change medication for another patient, and then, and then when I came back, he was gone, the nurse said weakly.
Have you checked the surveillance footage?
Doctor, I was just about to tell you about that! The nurse's voice trembled slightly, "We checked the surveillance footage, and, and in the recording, we, we just saw a black shadow flash, and the patient was gone. Do you think it could be a urban legend event?"
Hearing this, the Doctor subconsciously looked out the door of the duty room.
He saw that the hospital corridor was empty in the evening. The cold wind brought a faint smell of disinfectant. Under the pale light, a patch of shadow was cast on the ground. Looking from afar, it made one couldn't help but imagine if in some unseen corner, there might be a strange figure hiding, casting a malicious smile towards this direction.
Gulp—! The Doctor swallowed, and said weakly, "No way, right? Wait where you are, I, I'll come over and take a look right away."
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In a patch of darkness, he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, but Mao Sanyou started having that Nightmare again.
In his unstoppable sleep, he returned to that eerie and dark huge cave over and over again.
He moved through that chaotic, abnormal, labyrinthine space, crowded together with those unseen living things, feeling again and again the Spiritual Energy fluctuations that once belonged to his father's dependents but had long since become degenerate and impure.
This hellish torment made him suffer immensely, yet it seemed he could never wake up, as if he was meant to stay here, trapped in an endless Nightmare.
And so, after seeing the dazzling golden light burst forth from that monster with the Crane Power once more, he returned to the "starting point" again, beginning a new "cycle".
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However, this time, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a hint of crimson light appear in the cave that should have been completely dark, not far ahead.
Staring in the direction of the crimson light, he slowly stepped forward, approaching cautiously. When he found the source of the light, he was momentarily stunned.
He saw a line of extremely tiny characters on the stone wall just a step away from him, as if written with the smallest brush dipped in blood. It was very difficult to see them clearly.
After he leaned closer and focused his attention to clearly see what the small characters said, numerous question marks appeared in his mind.
"Hey, are you there? If you are, say something."
What the hell is this? Mao Sanyou was stunned for a moment and subconsciously took a step back. Just then, he saw another crimson light not far ahead.
Driven by curiosity, he walked forward and on another stone wall, he saw another line of small characters, also written as if with blood, but slightly larger than before.
The stone wall read: "Did you eat lunch today? You haven't, right? If you haven't, hurry up and get up to eat!"
Mao Sanyou frowned tightly and continued forward. Then he saw more, larger bloody characters.
Are you there? Want to chat? I have something I want to tell you.
Are you there? Can you reply if you see this?
Are you there? It's almost time, you should get up and study. A black-haired head doesn't know early study, a white-haired head regrets reading late! freewebnσvel.cøm
Get up quickly, get up quickly, someone wants to be your Old Dad, do you know?
...
The dense small characters, like bullet comments, filled the stone walls of the cave ahead, giving the feeling that when playing a dark cave exploration game, the computer suddenly got a virus and uncontrollably spammed countless junk ads.
Mao Sanyou forced himself not to look at the trash talk that was reaching the level of mental pollution, but even when he closed his eyes, he could hear countless young girls whispering in his ears, saying everything that was on the stone walls.
"Stop talking, stop talking, I told you to stop!"
Finally, Mao Sanyou couldn't help but let out a hysterical shout, and immediately after, he felt the world spin.
The whole world seemed to rotate, the cave was collapsing, shaking violently.
Then...
A chilling wind blew across Mao Sanyou's face. He suddenly woke up from the seemingly endless dream, opened his eyes, and saw an open space covered in weeds and snow. Immediately after, he felt a sense of restraint on his body.
"..."
What the hell is this place? Why am I tied up? It seems I'm also hanging in mid-air.
Mao Sanyou was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a gentle voice of a young girl from above him.
"You're finally awake. If you didn't wake up soon, I would have run out of Spiritual Energy."
He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a young girl wearing a pure white down jacket, squatting on the roof of a dilapidated building, expressionlessly chewing on spicy strips.
"It's you? You're the Demoness who played with my aunt yesterday!" Mao Sanyou exclaimed.
As he spoke, he looked at Lu Yibei, then at himself, and only then realized that she had tied him up with hemp rope into a "living maggot" and was hanging him from the roof of a Deprecated building.
"Recognized me? That's good, it saves me the trouble of introducing myself." Lu Yibei said lightly, her voice noticeably weak.
She originally thought that borrowing Mengmeng's innate ability to infiltrate Mao Sanyou's dream and pull him out would be a technical job, but after experiencing it herself, she realized it was a job requiring both strength and skill at S level.
She didn't know what kind of strange thing had injured Mao Sanyou, to the point that even Mengmeng's innate ability couldn't fully penetrate his Nightmare.
Left with no choice, Lu Yibei finally had to resort to the method of "leaving messages on the stone wall", spending nearly an hour to wake him up, consuming a lot of Spiritual Energy in the process.
However, typing and flooding the screen in a dream is fast. If she could type this fast online, she wouldn't occasionally lose arguments and then feel increasingly angry at night, unable to sleep.
Lu Yibei muttered to herself, slowly pulled Mao Sanyou up, and raised an eyebrow at him, saying, "Tell me? How did you get injured? Can you contact Ju Meng now? I have a big plan I want to discuss with her. Don't say you don't know, you don't want someone to be your Old Dad, right?"
"Oh, do you want some spicy strips? My spicy strips are super delicious!"
Mao Sanyou, "..."
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4:45 PM.
Before the entrance to the high-speed train station from Tianjin South to Tang City at Tianjin South Railway Station.
"Da da da!"
The urgent sound of high heels hitting the ground came from behind. Jiang Li turned her head and saw A Hua running over in a hurry, carrying a thermos cup. She slightly furrowed her brows and said coquettishly, "A Hua, don't always be so rushed. There are so many people on the platform, what if you bump into someone?"
"I'm sorry, Miss, wasn't I worried about delaying you getting on the train?" A Hua said weakly, lowering her head. As she spoke, she handed the thermos cup in her hand to Jiang Li. "Miss, your tea is ready."
Jiang Li took the thermos cup, looked up at the time, and gently shook her head. "There are still twenty-five minutes, plenty of time."
After a pause, she looked towards the entrance and changed the subject. "Alright, you can see me off up to here, okay? I need to go in."
"Miss..." A Hua called softly, her face showing difficulty, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Jiang Li had been with A Hua for so many years and immediately saw what was on A Hua's mind. Seeing this, she patted A Hua's shoulder and said softly, "A Hua, I really can't take you this time. You've read the previous documents, and it clearly states that only Psychic of B Level and above can participate in the operation."
"Miss, wasn't I already at..."
"B- is not enough either," Jiang Li said calmly.
Hearing this, A Hua's head drooped like a deflated balloon, and she gently bit her lip.
Seeing this, Jiang Li sighed silently, stroked her head, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'll contact Lu Yibei as soon as I arrive. With him there, I'll be fine."
Hearing Jiang Li mention Lu Yibei, A Hua's expression softened slightly. "Then you must contact him immediately after you get off the train, okay? Don't act impulsively."
"Got it." Jiang Li smiled faintly and shook her head. Then she turned and walked towards the entrance.
A Hua watched Jiang Li's receding back, silently took out a tissue, gently lifted her glasses, and wiped her slightly moist eyes.
After the Dream Come True Journey trip, if she had to entrust Jiang Li to someone, A Hua felt it could only be Lu Yibei. In that situation, Lu Yibei could ensure Jiang Li's safety, and it should be the same in other situations.
But somehow, when she was truly sending her Miss to Lu Yibei, she still couldn't help but tear up.
Her mood was inexplicably like an old mother sending her daughter off to marriage.
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5:20 PM.
On the roof of the abandoned winery.
After listening to Mao Sanyou recount what happened, Lu Yibei rested her chin on one hand, a spicy strip in her mouth, observed him for a while, and sorted out the details.
"So, Ju Meng asked you to help suppress the vast Spiritual Energy left behind after your Old Dad's death in the Fusang Divine Tree, but when you split off most of your Spiritual Energy to transform into Cranes and infiltrate Taoyuan, you were attacked by other Cranes, and in the cave of the Fusang Divine Tree, you saw your Old Dad resurrected from the dead?"
Mao Sanyou's face darkened, and he corrected in a deep voice, "That is definitely not my father!"
"Uh... I'm sorry, I didn't phrase that correctly." Lu Yibei apologized, then pressed on, "So, you're not a Psychic, and your Spirit Mark isn't Fenghu?"
"You should have said that earlier! If I knew your Spirit Mark wasn't Fenghu, I wouldn't have hung you on the roof to be blown by the wind, or stripped off your clothes to increase the contact area."
Mao Sanyou looked at Lu Yibei with a look that said, "Is this my fault?!" and said resentfully, "You never asked me either!"
"Uh, sorry." Lu Yibei apologized again, then changed the subject and asked, "If I may ask, what kind of urban legend are you exactly? I'm a bit curious."
"..." Mao Sanyou looked at Lu Yibei, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Bennu bird, equivalent to the Egyptian Phoenix..."
"Excuse me, interrupting!" Lu Yibei looked at Mao Sanyou in confusion. "Isn't your Old Dad a urban legend from Z Country mythology? How can he give birth to a urban legend from Egyptian mythology?!"
Mao Sanyou said somewhat impatiently, "My mother has part of the Power of an Egyptian mythology urban legend."
Hearing Mao Sanyou say this, Lu Yibei suddenly understood.
The Bennu bird, according to legend, is a divine bird transformed from the soul of the sun god Ra.
Mao Sanyou's father possessed the Power of the Crane, which symbolizes the sun in Z Country mythology, while his mother had the Power of an Egyptian mythology urban legend. It was understandable that their offspring would possess part of the Power of a subspecies of the sun god Ra, which also symbolizes the sun.
It's just...
Can the Power of urban legend be born in this way? What is the principle behind this? Why is there no related record in the si ye book? Lu Yibei muttered to herself.
She vaguely felt that the reason there was no related record in the si ye book was probably not as simple as an oversight or that this situation was not common.
As she was thinking, she heard Mao Sanyou's voice.
"You've asked me so many questions, it's my turn to ask you one, right?"
Lu Yibei looked at Mao Sanyou and nodded. "Go ahead."
"Is your urban legend Power the Bloated Woman?" Mao Sanyou said flatly.
Lu Yibei tilted her head. "What are you talking about?"
"Otherwise, why are you so annoying? It's as if your greatest joy is tormenting other beings, driving them into terror and despair, and ultimately causing them to lose their minds."
Lu Yibei, "..."
She opened her lips, just about to refute Mao Sanyou's incorrect perception of her, when suddenly, a light flapping sound of wings came from above her head. Soon after, a Magpie landed on Mao Sanyou's shoulder.
The Magpie chirped for a while near Mao Sanyou's ear, then took flight again. After watching the Magpie fly away, Mao Sanyou looked at Lu Yibei and said, "My aunt has replied. She said she thinks your plan is feasible and wants to meet at Chunfeng Residence in half an hour."
Seeing that Ju Meng had approved her plan, solving the most crucial personnel problem, Lu Yibei slightly relaxed. Her red lips parted, and just as she was about to say something to Mao Sanyou, her phone in her jacket pocket suddenly vibrated.
Taking out her phone and looking at it, she immediately fell silent.
Jiang Li: "I'm almost in Tang City. See you at the train station in half an hour."
Lu Yibei, "..."
What the heck, see you in half an hour? You two planned this, didn't you?
