Free Web NovelWhen Lu Yibei said there was a way to summon the deceased Hu Chuan, Headless Senior became flustered.
Perhaps due to her extreme emotions, blood oozed from her severed neck, accompanying her heaving chest.
"Eh? No, not now?"
If someone else had told her that a person's soul could be summoned back after death, she might have been skeptical, but since it was Lu Yibei who said it, she believed it with almost no hesitation.
Lu Yibei looked at Headless Senior, rolled her eyes, and silently reached out, grabbed her head, lifted it up, placed it steadily on her neck, and then pressed down firmly on the top of her head.
"Of course not now..." She said, turning her head to glance at the unconscious Jin Yecheng, "Do you think Senior Brother Jin hasn't been stimulated enough today?"
"When he wakes up later and sees the two of us, each holding a head, squatting on the ground eerily calling Hu Chuan's name and casting a Spell, and if we're lucky enough for the summoned Hu Chuan to appear, it might just send him off for good."
What's more, I'm not even sure if Ancestor will teach me!
Even if he is willing, I probably won't learn it quickly.
To be safe, it would take at least... one or two nights to learn, Lu Yibei thought.
She had been studying with Qingji for so long, and as her understanding of Spells and Alchemy deepened, she gradually understood why Qingji had been reluctant to teach her many Spells before.
Because some Spells are truly dangerous!
Take the Directional Soul Summoning Spell, for example. Using a person's Relics to summon their soul is, in a sense, equivalent to creating a low-level Strange Tale.
This type of ritualistic Spell has many specific requirements during its execution:Relics, incantations, ritual materials... If any step goes even slightly wrong, it could fail.
And failure is already the best outcome.
Ritualistic Spells are usually used to communicate with or summon urban legend from afar. If the steps of the Spell are wrong but the ritual still succeeds, that's truly terrifying!
That proves that some unknown Strange Tale has sensed the ritual and actively sought it out.
Although there is a very small chance that a Strange Tale that actively seeks one out might have good intentions, if one relies on luck, the outcome is bound to be quite miserable.
Lu Yibei felt that her "luck" in such matters was always ridiculously good. If she had learned the Directional Soul Summoning Spell early on, she might have struck the soul with one go, summoned some unknown powerful being, and been tormented into a state that couldn't be messed with.
But now, she is that unknown and powerful being (limited to Hua City).
While Lu Yibei was secretly contemplating, Headless Senior glanced at Jin Yecheng, held her head with both hands, and nodded, saying, "Oh, oh, that makes sense! So, what should I do next?"
Lu Yibei thought for a moment and said, "Let's split up, uh, in the literal sense, not the physical sense."
Headless Senior glared at her and said mournfully, "I know!"
"Just emphasizing it, to avoid ambiguity," Lu Yibei said, "You go and see if you can find Hu Chuan's Relics, and I'll take Senior Brother Jin to the security office first, and then call for an ambulance."
"Relics?"
Headless Senior lowered her gaze, as if recalling some sad past event, then pondered for a long time, her eyes gradually becoming firm, as if she had made some important decision.
"I think I know where to look."
For some reason, as she said this, a hint of struggle and difficulty appeared in her eyes.
Lu Yibei frowned, observing the pensive Headless Senior, and said, "Tsk, I say, you wouldn't still have something of that scumbag, would you?"
How big-hearted must you be to keep something of your enemy!
Why is this Miss so silly? Is it because her head is not making good contact? Lu Yibei muttered inwardly.
Headless Senior shook her head, then straightened her crooked head, "No, it's just that when we were in love, we buried a time capsule at school. Besides a letter written to each other in the future, we also put in our favorite small item as a gift to each other, so..."
"Alright, I get it, that should work," Lu Yibei interrupted, pouting.
So romantic? I'll ask Miao Miao Jiang to do something like that later!
As soon as this thought arose in her mind, Lu Yibei shook her head.
She already had an underworld version of a time capsule, which looked a lot like a cemetery and was, in fact, a cemetery.
Buried inside were T-shirts with White Little Flower's prints, a White Little Flower four-piece set, and a keepsake from Jiang Li that she hadn't had time to see clearly.
Based on Lu Yibei's understanding of Jiang Li, Jiang Li would definitely refuse her invitation and then coldly tell her, "Lion Mountain Cemetery is ready for you to be buried. After fifty years, when the cemetery's usage period is up, you can dig it out."
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After discussing with Headless Senior to meet at the small warehouse on Four Gate Main Street in twenty minutes, and watching Headless Senior float towards Sakura Avenue, Lu Yibei carried the unconscious Jin Yecheng with one hand and hurried towards the nearest security office.
Creeping into the security office, the Uncle on duty was drunk and sleeping soundly.
Lu Yibei carried Jin Yecheng to the small bed in the security office, gently pulled back the blanket, laid him down steadily, and then properly covered them with the blanket.
Both the security Uncle and Senior Brother Jin are quite thin, so squeezing together shouldn't be a big problem.
As for how he would explain to the security Uncle why he was on the Uncle's bed when he woke up, that would be his problem.
Lu Yibei thought, left the security office, closed the door, and then immediately took out her phone and dialed the emergency number.
"Hello, someone here has collapsed. Yes, that's right, at the security office of the Faculty of Arts Experimental Building at Huacheng Institute of Technology. Yes, yes, okay..."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Yibei breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned to walk towards Four Gate Main Street.
She wasn't too worried that the emergency call would attract any urban legend. Firstly, there were no urban legend related to ambulances in Hua City.
Secondly, although going out at night had become very dangerous since the nights became longer, this situation did not have a significant impact on emergency and firefighting personnel.
In hospitals and fire departments, there were Elder brothers from the Special Operations Team stationed permanently, and they would also go out on assignments. If they detected residual Spiritual Energy fluctuations at the scene, they would immediately notify the night shift officers.
As for other professions that required working at night, they were not so lucky. Often, there was no safety guarantee at all, and if they encountered a Strange Tale incident, there was nowhere to turn for help.
However, this was not absolute. The two mysterious groups of takeaway delivery drivers and security Uncles in Z Country had always had fluctuating combat power, and if they really encountered a Strange Tale incident, it was uncertain who would be unlucky.
Oh, right, and taxi drivers! Lu Yibei thought of Uncle Zhang Shan and added another sentence in her heart.
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Huacheng Institute of Technology, Sakura Avenue, in a corner away from the main road and near the old building, a lush cherry blossom tree stood tall.
Planted on Sakura Avenue were early cherry blossoms from Z Country. As the flowering period was ending in late spring and early summer, the full bloom of pink petals on the trees was approaching decay, and the fragrance of flowers in the air was mixed with a sense of decline.
A gentle breeze blew, the branches and leaves rustled, and a few petals drifted down, lingering reluctantly in mid-air, but ultimately unable to escape the fate of falling into the mud.
The girl in the thin white dress stood blankly under the cherry blossom tree, holding a rusty shovel. She lifted the shovel and fiercely dug into the slightly moist soil under the tree.
The shovel plunged into the soil with a soft "plop!" like the sound of flesh being torn, as if it had killed something. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Then, she stopped and thought of all sorts of things.
She remembered the words, "Now let's bury the memories together, and dig them up together in thirty years."
She remembered her mother's reluctant gaze when she left home for the first time in her life to report to university.
She remembered the last time her father came to school, holding her favorite rose-red umbrella, wandering alone for a long time on Four Gate Main Street shrouded in heavy rain, finally throwing away the umbrella in his hand, crying and howling, and leaving as if fleeing.
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Lost in memories for a long time, the girl silently leaned the shovel against the tree trunk, took off her head with both hands, placed it on the stone steps beside her, then picked up the shovel again, dug down, and exerted all her strength.
Then came the second scoop, and the third scoop.
She moved quickly, without any further hesitation.
Damp soil and weeds were constantly being shoveled away.
Gradually, the Spiritual Energy fluctuations around her began to intensify, and several scarlet chains appeared out of thin air, piercing her chest and wrapping around her body.
The chains were taut in mid-air, shrouded in an ominous black mist, and seemed to writhe like living things in a trance, constantly dragging her, as if to pull her back to where she belonged.
She desperately resisted the pull of the chains, her eyebrows on the head placed on the stone steps furrowed, blood continuously gushing from her severed neck, gradually staining her thin white dress, her fair skin began to decay and fester, and a chilling scent of blood permeated the air.
In the distance, Lu Yibei, who had sensed the Spiritual Energy fluctuations and rushed over, hid behind a cherry blossom tree, secretly observing Headless Senior. Seeing this scene, she quietly clenched her pink fists.
When she saw Headless Senior's figure swaying from being dragged by the scarlet chains, almost being pulled back to Four Gate Main Street, she almost rushed out to help, but in the end, she restrained her impulse and silently hid in the dark, cheering her on.
Lu Yibei had known for a long time that something in this school was restraining Headless Senior. When she first discovered it, she was startled.
It wasn't until later, when she learned about the detailed classification of urban legend, such as Earthbound Spirits, from the memory of the Great Serpent God, that she understood that what was restraining Headless Senior was a characteristic born with the Power of an Earthbound Spirit.
The reason for the birth of this characteristic could be artificial, such as a sealing Spell, or it could simply be an item of great significance, or a memory.
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No wonder her emotions were a °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° bit abnormal when the time capsule was mentioned earlier. It was probably the psychology of escaping the past that became her restraint, and the time capsule was the key item connecting to the past.
Now it seems that this is what is restraining her, right? However, should this be considered an item of great significance, or a memory?
I can't help her with this! Lu Yibei thought.
According to the knowledge from the Great Serpent God's memory, for Earthbound Spirits, breaking free from restraint is equivalent to an advancement. It is difficult for others to help, and it might even cause trouble.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the shovel seemed to hit something, and a soft sound of metal colliding echoed.
After digging a half-meter deep pit under the tree, two egg-shaped stone balls appeared in Headless Senior's sight. They were the time capsules she and Hu Chuan had buried together back then.
She gazed at the two time capsules for a moment, and just as she was about to bend down to pick them up, the scarlet chains behind her suddenly tensed, emitting a soft "zing" sound.
Feeling the irresistible force transmitted from the chains, the eyebrows on the head placed on the stone steps furrowed. She took a step forward with all her might and grasped the two time capsules with both hands.
"Ding—!" The sound of metal breaking suddenly appeared, and the scarlet chains snapped inch by inch, turning into dust and dissipating.
In an instant, a cold wind swept through the cherry blossom forest, and clusters of petals swayed wildly with the branches, as if a rain of flowers had fallen.
Amidst the falling blossoms, the girl in the stained red long dress floated in mid-air, her limbs gracefully stretched, and slowly landed with the petals. The head placed on the stone steps flew up and landed steadily on her neck, merging together.
She successfully killed the past, and the intensity of her Spiritual Energy fluctuations immediately increased significantly.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei extended her spiritual sense to investigate and tilted her head.
The Spiritual Energy fluctuation level is at least... 0.8992 Old Rabbits! In simpler terms, Senior (female) should be considered a vengeful ghost now, right?
However, did her head grow back after the advancement?
So what should I call her from now on? Red-clothed Senior (female)? Jiang Yuzhen?
"Ah—! Ghost, ghost—!"
Suddenly, a piercing scream came from Sakura Avenue.
A security Uncle on patrol heard the commotion in the forest, swept his flashlight beam across, saw the scene, was scared out of his wits on the spot, and ran away like crazy.
Watching the security Uncle stumble and run for his life, Lu Yibei's eyes twitched, and she covered her forehead with one hand.
This...
Don't be so dedicated! Can't you be like the security Uncle in the Faculty of Arts Experimental Building, have a drink and go to bed early?
In that case, maybe, when you wake up, there will be a muscular man on your bed! Lu Yibei thought.
She could almost foresee that within a week, the urban legend legend of the "Red-clothed Vengeful Ghost of Sakura" would spread throughout Huacheng Institute of Technology.
Hearing the security Uncle's scream, Headless Senior suddenly turned her head, rotating it 183°.
Then...
"Crack!" With a sound, it fell off, drawing a beautiful arc and rolling into the grass beside it.
Lu Yibei, "..." Alright, we can still call her Headless Senior.
