Free Web NovelIn the small park near the Shizhou City bus terminal.
Hua Sang, who had finally seen Lu Yibei off, felt as if she had sent away a plague god. Closing her eyes, she lay on a park bench and let out a long sigh of relief, as if receiving a great pardon.
"Huu!"
As she exhaled a breath of turbid air from her thin lips, she mercilessly cleared the memories of Lu Yibei from her mind, like deleting computer data.
"..."
She finally sent that guy away; she was truly too tormenting. Just thinking about her consumed a large amount of energy; she was practically a walking humanoid debuff that constantly drained mental energy.
Next, she still had to find Grand Senior Brother, and might even have to fight unknown enemies. She needed to conserve more energy.
Speaking of which, she should be able to buy materials to make the Thousand Night Paper Cranes at Bu Ye Street, right? That Fu Xinyi seemed to have bought a lot of things there before. Hua Sang thought.
So Hua Sang decided on her next course of action, and then decided...
To sleep for ten minutes first!
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Lu Yibei looked at herself in the mirror, brushed aside the chestnut hair falling over her forehead, adjusted the long red scarf, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Not bad, very good!"
"But wasn't this guy homeless when she was a child? What did she eat to grow this big? Milk poured into the sewers by wicked capitalists?" Lu Yibei grumbled.
The girl reflected in the mirror was petite, but the exaggerated "pecs" that even the long trench Coat couldn't conceal seemed to declare to the world that only her height was small.
Under her trench Coat, she wore a clean white T-shirt, and her well-proportioned legs extended from beneath a pleated skirt, stepping into a pair of slightly worn small boots.
Although she couldn't replicate the metal baseball bat or Gu Qianqian's exceptional facial expressions, others didn't know Gu Qianqian anyway.
As someone bestowed with the title of the bloody Demoness who devours urban legend, possessing cunning chestnut long hair and hidden killing intent in the shadows, isn't it quite reasonable for her to be expressionless with cold eyes?
"Although I feel a bit sorry for Gu Qianqian, considering that she and I are after all..." Lu Yibei murmured.
Midway through speaking, she had a change of thought. Gu Qianqian controlled the Great Serpent God's bamboo slip, and even within the range of Hua City, with some leyline energy and a large number of urban legend informants, she couldn't track Gu Qianqian's whereabouts, and immediately felt relieved.
"..."
At worst, she could just help her eliminate the Psychic and urban legend who chased her to Hua City. If there were some she couldn't handle, she could report them to the Night Watch.
Those Psychic and urban legend were chasing the "bloody Demoness". Isn't it reasonable for them to be counter-killed and wiped out if they're not careful? Lu Yibei thought.
Thus, a bold plan of entrapment gradually took shape in her mind: using Gu Qianqian as bait and incidentally helping the urban legend of Hua City gain benefits.
Gathering her thoughts, she walked out of the public restroom, preparing to enter the nearby Bu Ye Street to begin her investigation.
Just then, the Coat suddenly wriggled slightly, delivering a note into Lu Yibei's hand through the sleeve. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
"This is..."
Lu Yibei looked at the note in her hand, her brows furrowed slightly. Immediately, the scene of Saleh stuffing the note into her hand on the bus flashed through her mind, and she was momentarily stunned.
"Is this the note from those two guys just now?"
After getting off the bus, she had been so focused on following Hua Sang that she almost forgot about this matter.
After all, I'm not some kind of devil. They didn't come to pester me, so I have no reason to inexplicably go and beat them up, right? Lu Yibei thought, raising her hand and throwing the note on the ground. Then she took a few steps back and took out Lingtai Pure Karma.
Those two guys looked like big trouble. Who knows if they set some kind of trap on the note?
It's better to be careful!
Lu Yibei held Lingtai Pure Karma and carefully pushed open the note rolled into a scroll. The next moment, a faint Spiritual Energy fluctuation suddenly appeared. With a "Puchi!" sound, several strands of brightly colored sparks shot out from the note, exploding in mid-air like fireworks.
Like an illusion, an incomprehensible whisper echoed in the air.
Seeing this, Lu Yibei quickly retreated a few more steps, creating distance. She hid in a corner and waited for a moment until she confirmed that no more Spiritual Energy fluctuations were coming from the note before approaching again.
Leaning over the note, she lowered her head for a look. Her face darkened, and she almost called the police on the spot.
【Miss Wang, we have been noticing you for a long time. We've found that you have a tempting fragrance on you, just like the flower pinned to Zurvan's chest, which makes us greedy and intoxicated, unable to extricate ourselves.
We followed that fragrance here, wishing to invite you to a secluded place for a chat. We hope you won't fail to appreciate our kindness!】
"Holy crap... Those two guys, they really wanted to do something dirty to me, didn't they?" Lu Yibei muttered to herself with a heavy heart.
Just as she was speaking, the note in her hand absorbed enough fragrance of the miracle flower, and the hidden emblem, branded with a Spell, gradually appeared.
"This is... a miracle flower? Are they members of the Miracle Order?" ƒгeewebnovёl.com
Lu Yibei recognized the origin of the emblem instantly.
She had fought with members of the Miracle Order back in Taoyuan and was deeply impressed by them. The emblem on the paper was exactly the same as the embroidery on the robes of those Miracle Order members at the time!
Lu Yibei rested her chin on one hand, looked at the emblem on the note, pondered for a moment, and nodded, "If they are members of the Miracle Order, then their strange behavior makes sense."
"Looking at it this way, I should be able to ignore them. If they appear again, I'll just greet them directly with an Alchemy Dirty Bomb."
She didn't intend to delve into what those two men really wanted to do.
After all, the actions of Miracle Order members can never be measured by common sense. When you start thinking about why they do what they do, you've already lost.
What's more, Lu Yibei and the Miracle Order were fundamentally incompatible, their life beliefs worlds apart.
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Shizhou City, Bu Ye Street, in the alley behind a certain restaurant.
This was a secluded and narrow alley, barely wide enough for a car to pass through.
Behind prosperity always lurks chaos and filth.
Although this place was less than two hundred meters from the bustling main street of Bu Ye Street, it felt like two different worlds.
There was only one light illuminating the alley. The dim, lukewarm light shone down, casting large areas of shadow. The unadorned concrete walls on both sides of the alley were constantly shrouded in greasy smoke, accumulating a thick layer of black grime. Several large trash cans were scattered in the depths of the alley, and garbage piled up into a small mountain.
Hidden beneath the piles of garbage, a man was slumped against the wall on the ground, his head tilted back looking at the sky. His eyes were numb and vacant, his lips slightly parted, breathing silently.
His ragged white clothes were completely stained red with blood. Deep, bone-visible scars were exposed at the damaged areas. In his hand, he held a folding fan with only the frame remaining, as dilapidated as his body.
The man was Wu Yutang. He was still alive, but he felt as though he was already dead.
Although he had escaped with all his might, he clearly felt that something, perhaps his soul, perhaps the meaning of his life, or perhaps something else even more important, had been left there forever.
As he gradually moved away from that sunless den of demons and escaped to this place, he no longer had any desire to move forward.
Why keep running?
Isn't it better to stop? Everything is meaningless now!
A broken clock, if it keeps running, will only continue to be wrong, but if it stops, it will be right at least twice a day, won't it?
...
Wu Yutang just slumped there, his mind filled with negative thoughts. Occasionally, a restaurant employee would pass by him, and even if they glanced at him, their gaze would only linger briefly on the heavily damaged folding fan in his hand, completely ignoring his presence.
It was as if the folding fan was his true form, and now that fan was broken beyond recognition, mixed in with the garbage, indistinguishable from it.
Consequently, Wu Yutang's very existence lost its meaning.
A moment later, a small truck filled with fruits and vegetables drove in from outside the alley. Its wheels crunched over the waterlogged surface, making soft sounds, and finally stopped in front of the restaurant's back door.
Wu Yutang glanced at the small truck indifferently, then quickly withdrew his gaze, his heart completely calm.
"Bang!" The car door closed with a dull thud.
The small ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) truck's driver, holding a delivery manifest, muttered something under his breath and entered the restaurant through the back door. The alley returned to silence.
A moment later, a rustling sound came from inside the small truck's cargo bed. Immediately after, a slender... human, with a pumpkin on his head, was seen trembling as he climbed out from the pile of vegetables.
Wu Yutang had seen that posture before. It was like that when zombies crawled out of graves during a urban legend hunt.
The person slowly climbed to the top of the vegetable pile, then suddenly his body went limp and he fell from a height of three or four meters, hitting the ground heavily. He rolled a few times, coating himself evenly in mud, and his head hit the wall next to Wu Yutang.
With a "Crack!", the pumpkin split open, revealing a gap. The "girl" showed her face, which was seven parts delicate and ninety-three parts miserable.
"Help..." Fang Ji raised his head and glanced at the blood-soaked man beside him. He was stunned for a moment. Perhaps from fright, his body twitched, and he immediately fainted.
Wu Yutang, "???"
At this moment, his heart, which had become like dead ashes, actually had a faint ripple of fluctuation, and then became silent once more...
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Some say that clues are like flowers on a high peak; the more actively you search, the easier it is for them to be overlooked.
Lu Yibei felt that this description was quite apt. Not only were clues like flowers on a high peak, but they were also accompanied by a group of excellent suitors, making them difficult to approach.
Bu Ye Street was very popular; every inch of land was precious. Various shops were trying their best to squeeze in here. The shops selling noodles, desserts, barbecue, and specialty snacks on both sides of the street were dazzling.
"Tsk, this is terrible. How can anyone investigate in peace like this?!"
The difficulty of this investigation was no less than running at night, passing through a street full of late-night snacks, and not eating anything!
Tsk, I'm usually not this greedy. This is definitely a negative side effect of impersonating Gu Qianqian! Lu Yibei thought fiercely, then turned around and called out softly with an expressionless face.
"Boss, twenty skewers of lamb belly and two baked flatbreads, please, for takeout. Thank you!"
