Free Web NovelFootsteps came from behind. Hua Sang paused, turned around, and saw the girl in a red and white contrasting jacket chasing after her.
She slightly furrowed her brows and asked, “Miss Wang, is something wrong?”
“Uh...” Lu Yibei hesitated for a moment, then said calmly, “Miss, are you going to look for Lu Yibei? How about we go together? The more people, the more strength!”
And I can keep an eye on you, so you don't stab me in the back where I can't see you... Lu Yibei added in her heart.
Hua Sang, “...”
My Master told me not to keep an eye on her, yet she's following me herself. What's this trick?
Is she not Lu Yibei, or is she the type who feels uncomfortable if she's not being watched?
A masochist?
Thinking this, Hua Sang pursed her lips and said dismissively, “There's no rush to find Lu Yibei. I have other things to attend to first, so I won't go with you. That's it, I'm leaving now. Miss Wang, please feel free.”
With that, she cupped her hands at Lu Yibei, turned around, and walked away.
Lu Yibei watched Hua Sang's retreating figure, narrowed her eyes slightly, and pondered for a few seconds. A look of determination flashed in her eyes.
Speaking so dismissively, I'd be damned if I believed you!
People's hearts are separated by their bellies. To be safe, I still need to see this with my own eyes before I can rest assured...
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A moment later.
Lu Yibei followed behind Hua Sang, jogging for a distance. Seeing that she was still about thirty meters away, she slowed down and gently pulled down the brim of her hat.
“Coat, conceal aura...”
As the words fell, the Coat Creepslightly, a faint crimson glow flowing across its surface, and it immediately changed from mimicking the unknown Psychic who died in Tang City to a certain D-rank Psychic within the Hua City Special Operations Team.
Within a few breaths, the Spiritual Energy fluctuations plummeted to an almost undetectable level.
Lu Yibei looked around, seeing no one, then immediately locked her gaze on Hua Sang ahead. Her figure flickered several times and disappeared from the spot.
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Hua Sang was concerned about the safety of her Grand Senior Brother and didn't pay much attention to the suspected Lu Yibei. After turning around, she quickly walked towards the depths of the bus terminal, passed through the station, exited from the other side, and headed straight for the convenience store opposite, not noticing someone following her for a while.
Behind her, Lu Yibei was hidden around a street corner, pressing against the wall and peeking out with one eye, stealthily observing.
She went into a convenience store?
Could it be that this convenience store is one of Da Chunyang Palace's contact points in Shizhou City?
To avoid attracting attention, the Night Watch's strongholds and contact points are always set up in some strange places. Setting one up in a convenience store is already considered relatively normal.
Lu Yibei even heard An Qing complain that when she previously attended a Night Watch medical staff exchange meeting, she found a contact point in a KFC store. When she exchanged secret codes with the agent disguised as a cashier, she was almost mistaken for some strange collaborative event by other customers, and the scene was extremely awkward.
So, it's not impossible that the contact point in Shizhou City is located in the convenience store next to the bus terminal! Lu Yibei thought.
But soon, she realized her guess was wrong.
Through the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the convenience store, she could vaguely see that after Hua Sang entered the convenience store, she went straight to the shelf, took a signature pen, paid at the cashier, and quickly left.
She didn't have any verbal communication with any of the staff in the convenience store throughout.
“...”
Did I think wrong?
Did she actually have no intention of inviting someone to catch me?
No, it's not over yet!
From a distance, Lu Yibei saw Hua Sang looking around suspiciously for a while, then quickly walking towards a deserted small park on the street. Her gaze sharpened, and she quickly followed.
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Not long after Lu Yibei left, inside the bus terminal.
Shem looked at the empty station, turned to Saleh, and asked, “Did you write the note you gave Miss Wang just now according to what I said?”
“...” Saleh recalled for a moment, then said with certainty, “Yes, not a single word is different.”
“That's good.” Shem nodded with satisfaction, patted Saleh's shoulder, and praised, “Well done!”
That note, plus the look I gave her, she should understand what I meant. Shem thought.
“Hehe!” Saleh scratched the back of his head with a smile. As he turned slightly, his gaze swept over Fang Ji standing by the road.
He was standing there quietly, looking around from time to time, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
“Elder...” Saleh softly called out to Shem, raised his finger to point at Fang Ji, and then a smile appeared on his face.
Shem followed the direction he pointed and nodded.
Just now on the bus, he vaguely heard that Miss Wang say something like “wait for me at the station entrance” to Fang Ji.
Now that Fang Ji is still waiting, that Miss Wang must still be nearby. Waiting a bit longer is fine!
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On the other side, about a kilometer away from the bus terminal, in a small city park.
Upon entering the small park, the dense branches and leaves of the plants in early summer blocked the light from the streetlights, and it suddenly became dark.
After slightly adapting to the darkness before her eyes, Hua Sang looked around, found a statue surrounded by vegetation, and while walking quickly towards it, she reached into her close-fitting small pouch and took out a special piece of paper.
It was a piece of paper slightly larger than a palm, square, pure white, dotted with gold powder and embedded with some fine gold lines. At first glance, it looked like a plum blossom was outlined, but upon closer inspection, it could be found that the gold powder was actually tiny Spells, with gold fine lines connecting each Spell.
Logically speaking, under normal circumstances, even if a disciple of Da Chunyang Palace went down the mountain to do business, they would not carry the special paper needed for the thousand night barn owl.
But ever since Fu Xinyi was in danger and lost contact in Tang City last time, Qingxia Zi developed PTSD and prepared a “great gift package” for each disciple, stuffing it with some protective talismans and thousand night barn owl paper.
Although Hua Sang didn't usually have the habit of carrying the great gift package. freёweɓnovel.com
That small pouch weighed a full 1028g. Carrying it on her body meant expending an extra bit of energy for every meter she walked, making it a complete burden.
In fact, if it weren't for considerations of public order, morality, and shame, Hua Sang often didn't even want to wear clothes, after all, clothes also have weight and need to be washed when they get dirty.
But before going down the mountain today, Qingxia Zi still ignored Hua Sang's objections and, like a Grandma stuffing food into your hand before you leave, forcefully stuffed the great gift package into her hand.
She never expected it to come in handy here.
Holding the paper in her tender white hand, Hua Sang pondered for a moment, slightly recalled her Grand Senior Brother's birth date and time, then took out the signature pen she just bought and wrote the words 【Wu Yutang of Mian City, Jia Shen Year, Wu Chen Month, Yi Mao Month, Hai Hour】 on the paper.
After writing, she injected a bit of Spiritual Energy, and a faint golden light immediately flowed across the paper.
Then, Hua Sang let go, and the paper suspended in mid-air on its own, rustling as it folded. A paper crane was completed in a breath. As Hua Sang softly said, “Go,” the paper crane flapped its wings and flew towards the sky.
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Outside the small park, about a hundred meters away from Hua Sang.
Lu Yibei was hidden within the canopy of a broadleaf fig tree, leaning on the thick trunk, her figure concealed by the dense leaves.
After waiting here for a moment, she didn't see any movement from Hua Sang in the depths of the small park. Instead, the mosquitoes around her couldn't get blood and kept buzzing anxiously, making her feel annoyed.
Why is there no movement?
Lu Yibei scratched the back of her head, just as she was planning to observe for another two minutes before leaving this place for Bu Ye Street, she suddenly saw a small paper crane fly past her.
That is... Lu Yibei was startled for a moment. The various small items of Da Chunyang Palace that Qingji had mentioned flashed through her mind, and her expression immediately changed.
Right, that thing seems to be the original form of the thousand night barn owl that the Ancestor mentioned?
I remember, it seems to be used to transmit information...
Damn it, Turtle Girl really wants to report me!
Lu Yibei thought fiercely, swept over the treetops to catch up with the paper crane, raised her hand, and slashed with her sword, cutting the paper crane into two halves.
The paper was damaged, the solidified Spell on it gradually collapsed, accompanied by a few arcs of electricity flashing by. With a slight popping sound, the paper crane instantly turned into pieces of paper, fluttering down.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Lu Yibei felt that her swordsmanship was exceptionally accurate today, as if she had a lock-on cheat. She just randomly swung her sword and hit the paper crane, which was smaller than a palm.
It felt great!
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In the depths of the small park.
Hua Sang was lying spread-eagled on a park bench, closing her eyes to rest.
Today, I sat in the car for nearly two hours, had a confrontation with Lu Yibei, walked a kilometer, and even used a bit of Spiritual Energy to release a thousand night barn owl. I've done so much hard work, I'm truly amazing!
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Before the thousand night barn owl reaches Senior Brother, I need to rest well for a while.
However, as soon as she closed her eyes and rested for less than a minute, the connection between the thousand night barn owl and her suddenly broke.
Strange...
Was it an accident, or was it intercepted?
Should I try again?
She looked around, silently took out another specially made paper from her small pouch, and meticulously wrote down her Grand Senior Brother's date of birth, releasing the second thousand night barn owl.
Watching the paper crane fly away, two minutes later, the subtle connection between her and the paper crane disappeared again!
"..."
Something's wrong, very wrong!
Losing contact the first time could be considered an accident, after all, there were precedents of thousand night barn owls being hunted as prey by birds of prey. But two consecutive times is a bit suspicious, and there's reason to suspect it was done by humans!
Could it be... I was targeted as soon as I got off the car?
Hua Sang pondered for a while, took out the last specially made paper, wrote down Wu Yutang's date of birth, and released the paper crane.
Then.
As the paper crane soared into the air, she sprang up like a carp, her eyes fixed on the paper crane, concealing her aura, and followed the paper crane out of the small park.
If I am indeed being targeted, then intercepting the paper crane is most likely to prevent me from contacting my Senior Brother.
Does this mean that by following the paper crane and finding the person who intercepted it, I can find the person who has ill intentions towards my Senior Brother?
As Hua Sang was thinking, a "swish" sound of wind suddenly came from above, interrupting her thoughts.
Looking up, she saw a figure suddenly fly out from the dense tree canopy by the roadside, soaring through the air. Under the moonlight, the graceful figure paused for a moment in mid-air, like a Sailor Moon transforming, and then briefly intersected with the thousand night barn owl in the sky.
"Hasaki!"
"Tear!"
Accompanied by a flash of cold light, the sound of paper tearing suddenly appeared. Amidst a crackling electric arc, the paper crane instantly exploded into paper scraps.
Immediately after, the figure landed steadily, neatly sheathed the sword, blew away a strand of hair hanging from the temple, leaving a stylish side profile among the falling paper scraps like snow.
Then.
By the moonlight, Hua Sang finally saw the person's side profile, and looking at the paper # Nоvеlight # scraps scattered all over the ground, the corner of her eye couldn't help but twitch.
"L... Miss Wang? What are you doing?"
Do you think this is cool?
Hearing Hua Sang's voice from behind, Lu Yibei was stunned for a moment, turned around, and looked at Hua Sang with her arms crossed, seeing deep confusion in her eyes.
In a daze, she seemed to see countless golden question marks flying from Hua Sang's eyes, sticking to her forehead.
No, you secretly reported me, and you still have the nerve to give me question marks?
Lu Yibei rolled her eyes and said expressionlessly, "Miss, didn't you say you weren't in a hurry to find Lu Yibei? What are you doing now?"
As she spoke, she winked and sent a string of golden question marks towards Hua Sang's forehead as well.
Hua Sang tilted her head slightly, lightly dodging the flying question marks, and said irritably, "These paper cranes of mine are for contacting my Grand Senior Brother."
"If you don't believe me, look, his name and date of birth are on it..."
"Speaking of which, you wouldn't think I'm using paper cranes to track Lu Yibei, would you? I don't know his date of birth, how could I track him?"
As she spoke, she deliberately emphasized the words "Lu Yibei."
"..."
Grand Senior Brother? The one who is about to be silenced?
Thinking about it... it seems reasonable?
Lu Yibei thought doubtfully, bent down to pick up the shredded paper on the ground, examined it carefully for a while, and indeed found words like "Wu Yu" and "Jia Shen" on it.
In one's life, one always has to experience many socially awkward moments.
At this moment, Lu Yibei inexplicably felt like, "I thought she liked me" and then failed to confess.
Holding the paper scraps in her hand, she looked at Hua Sang again, and immediately felt her cheeks burning, muttering awkwardly, "Uh, well, those paper cranes of yours... How about I compensate you?"
"No need." Hua Sang rolled her eyes and waved her hand, "Anyway, it's not something valuable, the materials are easy to buy, I'll go buy a set of materials myself later and remake them. You go do whatever you need to do."
"I'm already very tired today, if I continue to get entangled with you, I'm afraid I'll die suddenly before I even contact my Senior Brother, really!"
Anyway, with that Old man Zhang Huainan's Senior Sister watching you, you can't possibly fly up to the sky, can you? Hua Sang added in her heart.
Lu Yibei, "..."
I was wrong, I was really wrong, I should have believed her from the beginning and gone to Bu Ye Street to investigate Hu Chuan's clues properly.
If this gets out, won't it become a Disaster tailing a Da Chunyang Palace beauty late at night, and in a crazy frenzy, slicing her bird into two halves with a sword?
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At the same time, in front of the main entrance of the bus terminal.
Seeing that Miss Wang had been gone for nearly half an hour and hadn't returned or contacted them, Shem couldn't help but feel anxious.
He frowned tightly, turned to Saleh and asked, "Are you sure the note wasn't written incorrectly?"
"..." Saleh pondered for a few seconds and nodded solemnly, "Certain!"
He paused, then added, "I wrote it very clearly on the note I gave her, marking it with an imprint that will bloom when it comes into contact with the fragrance of the miracle flower, and also left our contact information. If she is truly the Holy Child or someone close to the Holy Child, she will definitely contact us after seeing it."
"What's more, didn't you give her a look? The meaning of that look was very obvious, she should understand, right?"
"Hmm..." Shem gently responded, pondered for a moment, and looked up at Fang Ji not far away, "Forget it, I'll go ask that guy, maybe he knows when Miss Wang will be back."
Saying that, he took a step and walked towards Fang Ji. After just a few steps, he stopped abruptly, stood still, and then quickly retreated.
He smelled a "foul odor."
It was the complete opposite of the fragrance of the miracle flower, a "foul odor" symbolizing Disaster and misfortune.
It made the miracle flower budding in his body instinctively feel uncomfortable.
It's hard to imagine how a person carrying such a dense and suffocating bad luck could live to be in their teens or twenties.
Seeing Shem walk a few steps and then retreat, Saleh asked doubtfully, "Elder, why did you come back?"
"Uh-huh..." Shem gestured towards Fang Ji's direction with his chin, lowering his voice, "That guy is indeed a fake, he's about to have terrible luck."
As soon as he finished speaking, the street light above Fang Ji's head suddenly flickered a few times. Accompanied by a grating sound of metal twisting and sparks flying, a section of the street light arm actually broke off and fell straight towards the ground.
"Watch your head!" Saleh subconsciously let out an exclamation, raised his hand, and was about to step forward, but was grabbed by Shem who also covered his mouth.
Hearing the sound, Fang Ji was stunned for a moment. As soon as he looked up, his pupils contracted, and he instinctively lunged forward. Immediately after, he heard a loud "boom!" from behind.
The street light arm smashed onto the ground, glass shards mixed with gravel flew, the hard metal twisted and deformed, embedding itself in the ground.
Fang Ji, still shaken, crawled up from the ground. Before he could stand steadily, his figure was enveloped by a strong light, and a piercing siren tore through his eardrums.
A sports car sped from a distance.
"Bang—!"
A dull thud suddenly appeared, a figure soared into the air, drawing an arc in mid-air, and coincidentally hit a road sign. With a slight "sizzle" of skin rubbing against metal, he slowly slid down.
At this time, a small truck loaded with vegetables happened to pass by. Fang Ji plunged headfirst into the small mountain of fruits and vegetables, his entire body disappearing into it, and then...
He was pulled away by the small truck.
The whole process had an immediate sense of pinball.
After the small truck with the sign "Bu Ye Street Food Stall Special Delivery" and Fang Ji disappeared from sight, Shem released the hands covering Saleh's mouth and said in a deep voice, "Look at what you've done, that kid is probably half dead now."
Hearing the sound, Saleh recovered from the shock, his voice trembling, unable to say a complete sentence for a long time, "Elder, this... this is..."
Shem shook his head and sighed silently, "When a person encounters bad luck, if others try to interfere, it's difficult to change the outcome, and they might even be eroded by the bad luck and get burned!"
"Just like just now, although that kid avoided being hit by the lamp arm due to your reminder, the bad luck didn't end. If you had gone up to help him, you would most likely have been hit along with him."
"..." Saleh was silent for a few seconds, puzzled, "Can't the miracle flower create a miracle and save him?"
Shem glared at Saleh sideways and said seriously, "My Lord cannot save pure bad luck!"
