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"Fang Ji... maybe."
"Age?"
"Twenty... if my ID card is correct."
"Gender?"
"Male... I'm sure of this, I've checked when using the toilet." Fang Ji emphasized, it wasn't the first time he had been misunderstood.
"Hmm?"
Officer looked up at the tall, slender person sitting opposite him, with shoulder-length hair, skin as white as snow, a hint of charm in the corners of his eyes, a touch of red on his pink lips, and a hesitant, shy expression. He repeatedly checked his identification documents and widened his eyes.
And you tell me this is a man?
Officer took several deep breaths, calmed the turmoil in his heart, composed himself, and said, "Alright, Fang Ji, can you remember what happened before the car accident?"
Fang Ji shook his head, "I don't remember. I was sleeping at the time. Suddenly, I heard someone shouting 'It's going to crash, it's going to crash,' and then everything started spinning."
"When I came to, everyone in the car was injured. I was sitting by the roadside and called the police and emergency services. After that, I was brought here."
Officer stared at Fang Ji for a few seconds, a smile appeared on his face, and he stood up, saying, "Fang Ji, little... Elder brother, thank you for your cooperation. There's nothing else here, shall I see you out?"
"Okay, thank you." Fang Ji replied, stood up, and followed Officer out of the room.
As he walked through the corridor, his peripheral vision caught sight of the girl in the adjacent room. He slightly furrowed his brow and looked at Officer, asking, "Can I wait for her and leave together?"
Officer was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, "Do you two know each other?"
Fang Ji shook his head, "No, but she's going the same way as me."
Anyway, that's what his intuition told him.
That Miss could take him where he wanted to go.
"Alright, but you can't wait here. Go wait in the lobby!"
Fang Ji nodded and followed Officer through the corridor. A commotion reached his ears.
"Damn! Coffee, your coffee is on my keyboard!"
"Who turned off my computer last night? My files weren't saved! The files I worked on until midnight!"
"Damn it, Lao Zhang, my wife just called me and said she wants a divorce, saying she can't stand me not being home all day anymore! What am I going to do!"
It seems that the traffic police stations in every place are this noisy... Fang Ji thought, shaking his head.
He had encountered traffic accidents several times along the way, but luckily, he had never been injured.
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When Lu Yibei discovered that Hu Chuan might be somewhere in Shizhou City, she was briefly excited, but soon ran into difficulty.
The official population of Shizhou City is nearly four million, and the actual number might be higher. Due to the existence of Da Chunyang Palace, the number of surrounding urban legend can be temporarily ignored, but even so, finding a person without legal residency among over four million people is not an easy task.
Asking the Monster Story Chat Group for help with this matter would probably not be effective, unless she could afford a reward that would tempt them.
Those guys, although they are quite reliable in getting things done, never work for free.
If investigating the whereabouts of an ordinary person within Hua City is a free service, then investigating the whereabouts of a Psychic or urban legend is a member service, and in the city where Da Chunyang Palace is located, investigating the whereabouts of a Psychic is an extra-charge, premium on-demand service.
What's more, if those guys could find Hu Chuan's whereabouts in Shizhou City, they would have already investigated it and then, when reporting the information, they would have revealed a little bit of the "premium on-demand" content to pique Lu Yibei's curiosity, then suddenly stopped and turned to talk about the reward.
Just like those who stop mid-chapter, it's annoying!
What about seeking help from the local Night Watch?
Lu Yibei thought, turned her head to look at Hua Sang who was zoning out beside her, and asked, "Um... quick question, do you know where the Shizhou City Night Watch is?"
The Monster Story Chat Group is inconvenient to investigate within Shizhou City. It should be fine to ask the local powers that be for help, right?
The Maitian God and Zhang Shuo, whom Hu Chuan had contact with, are both on the Night Watch's wanted list. He is suspected of using Spiritual Energy methods to harm ordinary people, which is enough for the Night Watch to investigate him.
Although letting him fall into the hands of the Night Watch would be inconvenient for subsequent operations, it's better than not being able to find him at all.
Hua Sang glanced at Lu Yibei out of the corner of her eye and said indifferently, "There is no Night Watch in Shizhou City."
"Hmm? None?" Lu Yibei slightly furrowed her brow.
Seeing Lu Yibei's confusion, Hua Sang explained, "The Shizhou City Night Watch is concurrently held by the Zhenting Hall of Da Chunyang Palace. urban legend incidents are also handled in rotation by disciples who need to descend the mountain for training."
Hearing Hua Sang say this, Lu Yibei suddenly understood. She had seen this name on the map given by the Ancestor. Zhenting Hall is the place where Da Chunyang Palace disciples practice skills such as swordsmanship, Spell, and Body Technique.
By analogy, it's like the gym where the Elder brother from the Special Operations Team lift weights.
Having Zhenting Hall handle the urban legend incidents in Shizhou City likely means handing those urban legend and illegal Psychic over to the disciples to be used as training equipment.
Lu Yibei could almost imagine the scene where several powerful Da Chunyang Palace disciples finally caught a troublesome urban legend who committed a crime, lining up to take turns 'lifting' the urban legend.
Thinking this way, the living environment of the urban legend around Shizhou City is indeed quite harsh.
Seeing that Lu Yibei had not spoken for a long time after hearing her answer, looking pensive, Hua Sang sized her up and asked in confusion, "Do you have something you need from the Shizhou City Night Watch?"
Ever since she noticed last time that Lu Yibei was not affected by the erosion of the dark night caused by her Spirit Mark going out of control, she had developed quite a bit of curiosity about this Hua City Night Watch reserve member.
Of course, this level of curiosity was not enough for her to go to the trouble of actively investigating Lu Yibei.
However, now seeing that she seemed to have something to do with the Shizhou City Night Watch, she couldn't help but ask another question.
"It's nothing much, I'm just more interested in where the Night Watch are located in various places." Lu Yibei pouted, "Look, the Hua City Night Watch is in the ancestral hall, the Tang City Night Watch is on the top floor of the museum, and Shizhou City is in Da Chunyang Palace..."
"Maybe there are also places like high school dormitories, small street bars, public restrooms, etc. Aren't these differences in style interesting?"
Lu Yibei still planned to investigate Hu Chuan's whereabouts herself first.
Before obtaining the fragments of Lingtai Pure Karma and the visualization diagram, having too much contact with the disciples of Da Chunyang Palace and attracting too much attention might not be a good thing.
If possible, she wanted to be invisible for a while during this period.
Gather clues about the Lingtai Pure Karma fragments, obtain the fragments as much as possible under the premise of safety, investigate Hu Chuan's whereabouts, and take a few visualization diagrams and Spirit Energy item crafting blueprints... Lu Yibei silently ranked the things she needed to do on this trip by importance in her mind.
Is that all? Hua Sang tilted her head and didn't press further. After glancing at the time on the LED screen not far away, she changed the subject, "Alright, if there are no more questions, please don't talk to me until we reach our destination."
"I'm part of the 'Plane-Sleep' faction."
"What's that? Some kind of dark cuisine similar to Stargazy Pie?" Lu Yibei asked in confusion.
"It's the faction that starts sleeping as soon as they get on the plane," Hua Sang said indifferently.
As she spoke, she leaned down and took out slippers, an eye mask, noise-canceling headphones, a U-shaped neck pillow, and a soft rubber stress ball from her suitcase. Her gear was quite complete.
"..." Lu Yibei pondered for two seconds and said seriously, "Speaking of which, I'm actually part of the 'Plane-Gossip' faction, which is the faction that can't help but want to gossip with people as soon as they get on the plane."
Hua Sang, "???" Can't she tell at all that I'm finding her annoying?
Lu Yibei, "..." Of course I can tell she finds me annoying, but if she's not annoyed, the problem won't be solved, and I'll be the one who's annoyed!
Honestly, she was quite interested in Hua Sang as well. She really wanted to know why Hua Sang's voice came out of the Ancestor's mouth. This might be a breakthrough in finding the Lingtai Pure Karma fragments.
Now that the search for Hu Chuan is temporarily at a standstill, it might be better to shift her attention to finding the Lingtai Pure Karma fragments first.
However, asking her directly about the reason for such a question would definitely arouse suspicion.
But if she mixed the questions she wanted to ask into casual gossip, asking one question after ten, fifty, or even a hundred sentences of gossip, it wouldn't be so easy to detect.
Isn't it simple for Lu Yibei to come up with some nonsense chatter?
Thus, Hua Sang was unable to successfully close her eyes for a second from boarding the plane to transferring to the bus before heading to Da Chunyang Palace, but at the same time, she didn't answer any of Lu Yibei's questions.
The two proponents of the 'Plane-Sleep' and 'Plane-Gossip' factions, one kept chattering softly in the other's ear like a demonic whisper until her mouth was dry, while the other wore an eye mask and headphones, remaining silent as if dead, almost squeezing the stress ball until it burst.
One had maximum output, the other had explosive defense, truly a match of equals, tormenting each other.
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In the afternoon, shortly after three o'clock, near Zhenwu Mountain.
A bus was traveling along the mountain road, weaving through the green vegetation in the mountains and the dense, sky-covering tree canopies.
As the vehicle continued forward, the scenery of Zhenwu Mountain unfolded slowly before their eyes, like a landscape painting in ink and wash by a famous master.
Looking up into the distance, several peaks of various shapes rose to the sky, one peak connected to another, one ridge to another, undulating. Some were rugged and majestic, while others were beautiful and picturesque, like a painting. The majestic parts were like dragons and snakes coiled in the sky, and the beautiful parts were like jade maidens descending to the mortal world.
Hidden among the green vegetation, some buildings could be vaguely seen scattered throughout the mountains, either winding up the mountain like the spine of a dragon, or revealing ancient buildings with blue bricks and white walls, flying eaves and upturned corners, or a huge platform that looked as if it had been sliced out by a single sword stroke.
It was already afternoon, but the two deepest peaks were still shrouded in clouds and mist. A long iron suspension bridge connected the mountains, appearing and disappearing in the clouds and mist. It swayed when the wind blew, making those with acrophobia shake their heads.
...
In such a place, it would be hard to believe that there were no immortals living there.
She wondered if the Ancestor's illegally built, incense-rubing broken temple was still there.
If she had the chance, she really wanted to see what kind of place could cultivate such a strange... uh, strangely lovable person like the Ancestor.
Lu Yibei was looking out the window with great interest, her mind filled with wild thoughts.
From Hua City to the area around Zhenwu Mountain, no strange Psychic fell from the sky, nor did she encounter terrorist attacks by the Miracle Order with dangerous weapons. There wasn't even a black-hearted merchant trying to rip off customers, and no one even spoke to her. She was so quiet along the way that even she felt it was a bit excessive.
Lu Yibei could only split more of her attention to controlling the Paper Cicada Immortal while brainstorming along the way, to prevent herself from losing control and causing some big news.
Just then, Hua Sang's voice drifted over faintly.
"Stop looking. What you can see now, besides a corner of Zhenting Hall, is all the front mountain, which is a scenic area." Hua Sang spoke very softly, only they could hear her.
Lu Yibei was stunned for a moment, turned her head to look, and saw Hua Sang's disdainful gaze.
That look seemed to say, "How can there be immortals in this world? You should believe in science, silly child!"
But you clearly know 'magic'... Lu Yibei complained in her heart.
However, perhaps it was just a feeling, but looking into Hua Sang's eyes through her messy hair, Lu Yibei suddenly found that her eyes were much clearer, as if they had transformed from a stagnant, dead pond into a continuously flowing spring.
It was as if a thousand-year-old zombie king had been subjected to a super-high-level resurrection spell and suddenly regained vitality, which was surprising.
However, Lu Yibei thought about it and could understand her change.
Because she was almost "home"!
Her change was like some socially anxious people who don't want to interact much with others when they are outside, but once they return home, they become unrestrained and let loose.
"Do you see that iron suspension bridge? Beyond that iron suspension bridge is Zhenting Hall. From there onwards, the area is the back mountain. The back mountain is not open to the public and is equipped with solidified Spell. You can't pass without a Da Chunyang Palace disciple leading you."
Upon hearing this, Lu Yibei slightly furrowed her brow.
Damn it, how is this different from what the Ancestor gave her?
According to the map given by Qingji, although a large part of the buildings on the front mountain, as Hua Sang mentioned, were small Taoist temples that relied on incense offerings.
But by following the wide stone steps at the foot of the mountain to the peak connected to Zhenting Hall by the iron suspension bridge, it was already considered entering the area of Da Chunyang Palace.
But now Hua Sang said that only the other end of the iron suspension bridge was within the area of Da Chunyang Palace...
It seems that the layout of Da Chunyang Palace has changed quite a bit in the past hundred years. The map given by the Ancestor is probably not very reliable!
"Why is your Da Chunyang Palace like Taoyuan, also running a scenic area? When I searched for pictures online before, I clearly saw many people wearing Taoist robes coming and going on the mountain." Lu Yibei looked at Hua Sang and asked.
Hua Sang rolled her eyes at Lu Yibei and said, "Don't Da Chunyang Palace disciples need to eat? Of course they have to make money. The pictures you searched for online are all staff hired for eight thousand yuan a month."
"Do they have social insurance and housing fund? Do they work five days and rest one? Do they organize trips in the middle of the year?"
If the benefits are good enough, it's not impossible to consider switching from the Night Watch. Lu Yibei thought.
"They have all of that! However, don't even think about it. You need to be at least a graduate student from a relevant major. If it were that easy to work on the front mountain, it wouldn't be your turn." Hua Sang pouted.
Lu Yibei immediately understood her implied meaning - I know the benefits are good, and I want to go too, but unfortunately, I can't.
Damn it, has even becoming a Taoist priest become so competitive now?
However...
Lu Yibei thought, looking at Hua Sang, "Aren't you tired anymore? If you're not tired, shall we chat about some gossip?"
I finally caught you opening your mouth, how can I let you go so easily?
Hearing this, Hua Sang remembered the torment she had endured along the way, her lips twitched, and she silently put on her eye mask and turned her head away.
"Come on, come on, don't be shy! How many apprentices does your Master have besides you and Fu Xinyi? I think you and Fu Xinyi are both quite capable... Is your lineage particularly awesome in Da Chunyang Palace, like a top class in a key high school?"
Hua Sang, "..."
I shouldn't have talked to her.
When we get up the mountain, I'll immediately throw her to my Junior Brother and Junior Sister to entertain...
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Within Zhenwu Mountain Scenic Area, Xuanwu Slope.
This place was formerly the training ground for Da Chunyang Palace disciples, and now it is the largest viewing platform within the scenic area. Tourists can take the sightseeing cable car or climb thousands of stone steps to reach here and get the closest view of the spectacular scene of the Zhenwu Mountain waterfalls cascading down the mountain like silver chains.
Around Xuanwu Slope, there are also many souvenir shops and restaurants serving vegetarian meals. Some local residents living nearby also often bring their cultivated fruits and vegetables, or homemade cold drinks and handicrafts, to sell here.
At this moment, in a corner of Xuanwu Slope, an old man wearing coarse cloth clothes and a straw hat woven from rattan sat on a small stool he brought himself, his eyes slightly narrowed, seemingly dozing off.
In front of him, a plastic sheet was spread out, displaying a dozen plump watermelons. Beside him was a large bucket filled with cool well water, with three or two ice-chilled watermelons floating in it. A cardboard sign next to him read: 【Regular melon two yuan fifty, ice-chilled melon three yuan】.
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At first glance, he looked like an old melon farmer from some nearby village.
A moment later.
A middle-aged man wearing a dark blue Daoist robe and a long beard walked quickly, squatted in front of the old farmer, and said in a low voice, "Master, a disciple just reported that Hua Sang has reached the foot of the mountain, and that young man is with her."
Yes, the old farmer was indeed the Sect Leader of Da Chunyang Palace, the Guardian of the Night Watch 【Black Emperor】, Zhang Huainan.
The so-called thousand people, thousand faces; sitting on this Xuanwu Slope and observing the various states of the tourists coming and going is both his hobby and a part of his cultivation.
For a Psychic, Spirit Marks not only grant power but also signify risk. This risk is even more severe for a Calamity-level Psychic.
Sitting among the crowd, constantly feeling that he is one of them, is one of Zhang Huainan's secrets to ensuring his Spirit Marks do not go out of control over the years.
"Hmm?" After hearing the man's words, Zhang Huainan's eyes opened slightly, and he said in alarm, "Why did you only notify me when they reached the foot of the mountain? Didn't I ask that girl Fu Xinyi to pick them up at the airport?"
"She went, but she..." The middle-aged man opened his mouth, just about to explain, when an unharmonious voice suddenly interrupted.
"Old man, are you sure this melon is ripe?"
He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the young man who had appeared behind him at some point, moved forward a bit, leaned towards Zhang Huainan, opened his mouth intending to say something, when that unharmonious voice sounded again.
"Old man, I'm asking you, is this melon guaranteed to be ripe?"
Zhang Huainan waved his hand, signaling the middle-aged man to calm down, then looked at the young man with a smile and said, "I guarantee every single one is a good melon. If it's not ripe, I'll not only give you two hundred yuan extra, but I'll also eat the unripe melon in front of you, how about that?"
"You said that!" The young man nodded and said, "Okay, pick one for me! I want the ice-chilled one over there."
"Alright!" Zhang Huainan responded, skillfully scooped a melon out of the bucket, patted it, and placed it on the scale beside him.
"Three jin and one liang, nine yuan will do. Do you want me to cut it open for you?"
"Okay, please cut it for me! Thank you for your trouble." The young man responded and scanned the QR code to pay.
Zhang Huainan took the money, picked up the watermelon from the scale with one hand, and picked up a fruit knife with the other. With quick, expert motions, he left a dozen faint lines on the watermelon, then gently tapped it, and the watermelon split open, each piece almost exactly the same size.
"Old man, you have great skills! But are all the people on this mountain like you?" The young man clapped his hands and said.
"Like me? Haha, this is just from cutting too many melons, I'm more skilled, there's nothing mysterious about it." Zhang Huainan laughed heartily, "Young man, at your age, you should believe in science!"
"No, what I mean is, are all the people on this mountain like you, deceiving tourists? You just said this melon was guaranteed to be ripe, see for yourself." The young man pointed at the melon and said.
Zhang Huainan followed the direction he pointed, saw the flesh that gradually changed from red to white from the outside in, and his mouth twitched slightly.
"You just said it was guaranteed to be ripe, what happens if it's not?" The young man asked expressionlessly, shaking the phone in his hand as he spoke, "I recorded it just now, don't try to renege, be careful or I'll call the police!"
"This..." Zhang Huainan was speechless for a moment.
This was Da Chunyang Palace, and he just came out to sell some melons and observe people, he didn't bring any money at all.
What's more, these melons were being sold by him on behalf of Old Man Liu from the foot of the mountain, so he was also a victim.
After pondering for a few seconds, he suddenly turned his head to look at the middle-aged man beside him, gave him a look, and said, "Quick, give him two hundred."
"I... I left in a hurry when I came, I didn't bring my phone, I didn't bring money..." The middle-aged man said with a bitter expression.
Zhang Huainan glared at him fiercely, withdrew his gaze, looked at the young man, and said with a smile, "Young man, how about this, we'll go get the money first and come back to give it to you later."
The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, sized up the old man and the middle-aged man, "What if you run away then?"
Young people nowadays! Too suspicious... Zhang Huainan muttered inwardly, forcing a smile and saying, "We won't run, my stall is still here!"
The young man pondered for a few seconds expressionlessly, then nodded, "Okay, then you guys go and come back quickly!"
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A moment later, in front of Zhenting Hall, on the iron chain bridge.
Zhang Huainan and the middle-aged man walked quickly together, occasionally exchanging words in low voices.
"Hurry up, when we get to Zhenting Hall later, you go and catch any disciple, ask him for two hundred, and then quickly take it over and give it to that young man from earlier."
"Why do I have to go?" The middle-aged man frowned and asked.
Asking a disciple for money, something about that felt strange.
Zhang Huainan glared at the middle-aged man, "If you don't go, do you expect Master to go?"
"..." The middle-aged man opened his mouth, wanting to speak but hesitating.
"Right, what happened to that girl Fu Xinyi just now?" Zhang Huainan pressed on.
Just now, when he heard his disciple say that something happened on the way when Fu Xinyi went to pick up Hua Sang and Lu Yibei, he roughly cast a divination. From the hexagram, Fu Xinyi's luck was good today, there shouldn't have been any Disaster.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly, "I heard Qingxia Zi say that girl Fu Xinyi was in a car accident."
"Oh? Is the girl alright?" Zhang Huainan asked further.
"She's fine, but the bus she collided with crashed directly into the mountain wall, and only one person on the bus was not injured," the middle-aged man said.
Zhang Huainan opened his mouth, just about to say something, when a rapid sound of footsteps suddenly came from ahead.
Looking over in the direction of the sound, he saw a woman in a light green Daoist robe walking quickly. She had her hair styled in a high bun, adorned with an immortal crane wooden hairpin, her appearance was dignified, and she had a tear mole on her cheek.
Seeing Zhang Huainan and the middle-aged man, she bowed slightly, "Greetings, Sect Leader, greetings, Senior Brother Ling Jizi."
"Qingxia Zi, why are you rushing to the front mountain in such a hurry?" Zhang Huainan asked with a smile.
Qingxia Zi frowned slightly, hesitated several times, then spoke, "Reporting to Sect Leader, the young man who came back with Hua Sang is lost."
"Hmm? How could ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) he be lost?" The smile on Zhang Huainan's face stiffened.
"This... Hua Sang left that young man at the foot of the mountain, asking him to wait there for her Senior Brother to pick him up, but when her Senior Brother went, the person was already gone," Qingxia Zi explained.
Zhang Huainan, "..."
Hua Sang leaving Lu Yibei at the foot of the mountain was understandable to him, after all, not everyone could endure that kind of torment.
If he had the chance, he would also like to do something similar to Qingji.
"Have you looked for him?" Ling Jizi asked, "Maybe he's just wandering around nearby?"
"We've looked, he's not nearby," Qingxia Zi said, taking out her phone from her Pregnant as she spoke, "Look, this is a picture of that young man, I'm about to go to the scenic area to check the surveillance footage!"
Zhang Huainan and Ling Jizi leaned forward, took a look at the photo, and the next moment their mouths twitched in unison.
The young man in the photo, with a clear appearance, expressionless face, and eyes that looked as if the whole world owed him two hundred yuan, who else could it be but the young man who bought the melon on the Xuanwu Slope just now?
"Master, look at this..." Ling Jizi tentatively inquired.
"..." Zhang Huainan took a deep breath, and said lightly, "You go and give him the money later, I won't go. I just had a sudden realization and need to return to the back mountain for secluded cultivation immediately."
"Master, this... it's not that serious, is it?"
"Hmph, you think it's just about two hundred yuan? If it were that simple, it would be great." Zhang Huainan snorted coldly, then turned around and walked away along the iron chain bridge without looking back.
Those surnamed Lu, I know them too well.
That kid, maybe he knew I was selling melons on Xuanwu Slope and deliberately came to cause trouble.
Too insidious, just like his Ancestor, every word and action is a scheme! Zhang Huainan thought.
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After cutting five consecutive melons, all of which were unripe, Lu Yibei felt that the people on this Zhenwu Mountain were truly not very simple-minded.
Not to mention the matter of Hua Sang leaving him at the foot of the mountain to wait for someone to pick him up, and waiting for a long time without anyone coming, just the fact that the weather was hot and he wanted to buy a watermelon to quench his thirst, but still encountered such a frustrating matter. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
He originally trusted that old man very much, after all, the old man looked kind-faced and amiable.
However, what Lu Yibei didn't expect was that the old man would betray his trust and leave with the middle-aged man, never to return.
He waited for over an hour, but didn't see a single person.
"He just left the melon stall and ran away? It's just a ten-yuan melon, is it worth it? Where is the trust between people?"
Lu Yibei grumbled inwardly, picked up the fruit knife, and sliced into a melon.
With a swift cut, "Puff!" he saw the familiar gradient-colored flesh.
Lu Yibei was stunned for a moment, then picked up another melon, sliced into it, and then picked up another melon and sliced into it, with the same result.
Lu Yibei, "???"
Good heavens, it seems he's a repeat offender?
No wonder he ran so fast after hearing I was going to call the police!
Thinking of this, Lu Yibei took out his phone and hurriedly paid for three more watermelons.
Although doing this felt a bit stupid, like being scammed five hundred online and then transferring another fifteen hundred to make it easier to file a case, it wasn't just two hundred now, uh...
"Two, four, six, eight, eight hundred... Tsk!"
This is no longer an eight hundred yuan matter, I mainly want to see how that old man is going to eat these four unripe melons.
Hmm, he must eat them in front of me, and no one can help him!
Old swindler, just you wait, I'm staying here for a few more days, I'll come here every day to see, don't let me catch you!
Lu Yibei was thinking angrily when a somewhat familiar voice suddenly called out from not far away.
"Lu Yibei? Junior Brother Lu!"
Lu Yibei looked in the direction of the sound and saw Fu Xinyi in the crowd not far away, standing on tiptoe and waving at him, then quickly walking over with a young woman.
She was a very beautiful young woman. Lu Yibei even saw the young woman first, and then saw Fu Xinyi.
Without exaggeration, the young woman's beauty was second only to Miao Miao Jiang, and her openness was far greater than Miao Miao Jiang's.
Too pitiful, that dress, it was clinging to her body.
Fu Xinyi came to the melon stall and asked with an excited expression, "Lu Yibei, why are you here helping Old Man Liu watch the stall? Where is my Senior Sister?"
So that old man was surnamed Liu? Lu Yibei muttered inwardly, raised an eyebrow, looked at the sliced watermelon beside him, and said irritably, "I was tricked, I cut several melons, and they were all unripe."
"When I bought it, he said it was guaranteed to be ripe, and if there was any unripe one, he would compensate me two hundred. But when I actually cut an unripe one, he reneged, said he had no money, and would go get some, and then he ran off without a trace."
As he spoke, Lu Yibei glanced at the young woman beside Fu Xinyi, and their eyes met inadvertently.
The young woman looked at him, wanting to speak but hesitating, her eyes rippling like water, seemingly a little emotional.
The moment their eyes met, Lu Yibei suddenly felt the Spiritual Energy in his body become restless. Then, as if it were an illusion, something within him seemed to be sucked away by the young woman's eyes.
He really felt that the young woman's eyes had sucked something away from him, but that feeling was not uncomfortable.
How to describe the feeling? It even felt like a sudden burst of refreshment? This is probably the principle of the legend that looking at beautiful girls can make you live longer, Lu Yibei thought.
"How could that be? Old Man Liu's melons are always very good, maybe it was a coincidence?" Fu Xinyi asked in confusion, interrupting Lu Yibei's thoughts.
"I've already cut five, and you still say it's an accident? Then the probability of this accident is too high, isn't it?" Lu Yibei retorted, picking a melon as he spoke, slicing into it, and then froze in place.
He had originally intended to prove to Fu Xinyi with his actions that there wasn't a single good one at this melon stall, but this time the melon he sliced open was surprisingly good.
The skin was as thin as paper, the flesh was bright red, full, and juicy. With one slice, the juice splashed out directly.
Fu Xinyi looked at Lu Yibei, then at the melon, and tilted her head.
"That's not right! I'll cut another one!" Lu Yibei said, carefully selecting a watermelon with a whitish skin and some scars, and sliced it open.
This time, not only was the skin thin and the flesh good, but there wasn't even a single seed to be seen. At first glance, it even gave the illusion of seeing the cross-section of a ruby.
This was definitely a high-quality melon!
Lu Yibei, "..."
I'm utterly bewildered!
This is too coincidental. This level of coincidence is already considered a urban legend event, isn't it?
Lu Yibei was staring at the bright red flesh, completely puzzled, when a shout of surprise suddenly came from a distance, interrupting his thoughts.
"Car, car!"
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Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw an out-of-control sightseeing electric car, accompanied by shouts of surprise, rushing directly towards the melon stall.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei instinctively thought the out-of-control sightseeing electric car was coming for him, and quickly stood up from the small stool, jumping backward.
This was the instinct of a habitually unlucky and survival-minded person when encountering danger.
Immediately after, before Lu Yibei could react further, he heard a dull thud.
With a "Bang!" the beautiful young woman beside Fu Xinyi was sent flying, arcing through the air.
The young woman fell to the ground, startling the horses carrying tourists nearby. The horses neighed and galloped over, trampling all over her.
During this time, a startled horse even kicked over the small stall selling boiled peanuts and fried tofu. The boiling water and hot oil, along with the scalding peanuts and half-cooked tofu, splashed out, directly covering the young woman.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning. By the time Lu Yibei and Fu Xinyi came to their senses, the young woman was lying face down on the ground, covered in hoof prints, peanuts, and tofu pieces, her body twitching slightly, unable to move.
And in this brief chaos, apart from that young woman, not a single person was injured, as if she alone had absorbed all the damage for everyone.
"Hiss—! That friend of yours..." Lu Yibei sucked in a cold breath and said, "She's not going to die, is she?"
"..." Fu Xinyi was silent for two seconds and said, "She should be alright, right? On Zhenwu Mountain, as long as there's still a breath left, she can be saved."
"Shall we go take a look first?"
"Hmm..."
