Free Web NovelJust past nine in the evening, the Jin Opera performance on Bu Ye Street was in full swing.
The sounds of the opera drifted from the front stage, while in a prop room backstage, a thin, old man in worn clothes sat in a wheelchair, wine in his left hand, cigarette in his right, his eyes blurred with intoxication, swaying his head to the music.
“Creak—!”
The door to the prop room was pushed open from the outside with a light sound.
A petite girl wearing round-rimmed glasses slipped in through the slightly opened door crack, stopped in front of the Old man, and playfully tugged at his beard, “Grandpa Three!”
The Old man winced in pain, his face twitching, but then seeing the visitor was Lin Nian, he smiled, “Oh, it’s Xiao Nian! So, you’re officially taking over from your Grandpa now?”
“Stop teasing me! How can I compare to my Grandpa?” Lin Nian pouted, and as she spoke, she took out a bottle of wine wrapped in newspaper from her small bag and handed it to the Old man, “Here! This wine is for you.”
The Old man took the wine bottle, peeled open a small gap in the newspaper, took a look, and nodded with satisfaction, “Heh, good wine, the girl is thoughtful.”
After a pause, he changed the subject and asked, “Tell me, what did you come to ask this time? I guess you didn’t just come to see this old wreck, did you?”
Lin Nian’s little scheme was exposed, and she pouted, “Then I’ll be direct!”
After saying that, she recounted Hu Chuan’s information and the whole story to the Old man.
“Can you remember the specific identity you helped him forge?”
Finally, Lin Nian added, “It would be even better if you knew where he went with the forged identity.”
After listening to Lin Nian, the Old man put down the wine bottle in his hand, extinguished the cigarette, sat up straight, and stared at her with a solemn expression, remaining silent for a few seconds.
“Xiao Nian, how much did you say that Demoness gave you as payment?”
“20.”
The Old man shook his head, “Too little!”
“Too little?” Lin Nian was surprised, “But for this type of information, isn’t it...”
“You’re mistaken!” The Old man interrupted, “That guy is not just an ordinary person or a low-level Psychic.”
As he spoke, he recalled the time he saw Hu Chuan four years ago, and his cloudy, aged eyes trembled slightly, seemingly out of fear.
Noticing the change in the Old man’s eyes, Lin Nian frowned.
Even Grandpa Three is afraid of that guy?
Then it is indeed too little!
Information on B Level Psychic or urban legend is generally five times the price of C-level and below, and if the target’s Spiritual Energy fluctuation level reaches A-Level, the price will skyrocket by hundreds of times.
As for Calamity level...
These information dealers, even if they accidentally obtain information related to Calamity level, usually won’t speak carelessly, unless someone can offer a reward that they are willing to exchange with their lives.
After all, at the Calamity level, the nature of Psychic and urban legend has undergone subtle changes, and even just mentioning their names can cause them to sense it.
I just don’t know if the person Gu Qianqian wants to investigate is B Level, A-Level, or Calamity level? Lin Nian thought.
“Xiao Nian...”
“Hmm?” Hearing the Old man’s soft call, Lin Nian collected herself and nodded, “Grandpa Three, please speak!”
“Whew—!” The Old man slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and said earnestly, “If you really want to know, I can only tell you that the forged identity of that person is named Gu He. Don’t delve any deeper.”
“Trust me, this single piece of information is already worth the payment the Demoness gave you.”
“Your Grandpa and I grew up together like brothers, wearing the same pair of pants. Now that you’ve taken over for him, I can’t just stand by and watch something happen to you, you understand?”
Hearing this, Lin Nian was stunned for a moment, and upon careful thought, felt a bit of lingering fear.
Just a name is worth the payment of 20g of gold... This means the person Gu Qianqian wants to investigate must be at least A-Level!
Damn it, I thought it was strange just now, what would a major urban legend be doing investigating a C-level Psychic for no reason?
Tsk, as expected, Witch Seed are all as insidious and cunning as the rumors say, each one worse than the last!
Lin Nian thought, looked at the Old man, and bowed slightly, “I understand, thank you Grandpa Three. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now?”
“Hmm, go.”
Seeing the Old man nod, Lin Nian bowed slightly and hurried out of the prop room.
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After Lin Nian left.
The Old man sat quietly for a moment, watching the closed door. After confirming that she had gone far, he slowly pushed his wheelchair to the corner of the prop room.
There, was a magnificent costume, the fabric made of silk and satin, decorated with pearls and silver, and the colorful patterns were all hand-embroidered stitch by stitch.
However, it seemed that this costume hadn’t been used for a while, and a thin layer of dust had settled on it.
The Old man gazed at the dusty costume, his face filled with pain and struggle, and unknowingly, old tears streamed down his face.
It is difficult for others to understand the pain of a young man who loved opera like crazy and was exceptionally talented, but due to the war, was injured and could never perform on stage again.
“Xiao Nian, I’m sorry. Stepping onto the stage one last time is my final wish in this life, Grandpa Three...”
“Even if I don’t say anything, they will know. They are everywhere, everywhere...”
“Anyway, this matter was caused by Gu Qianqian, so I don’t think that person will blame you...”
The Old man’s lips trembled as he muttered somewhat nervously to himself.
Then.
He took out his phone and sent a message to someone whose contact was saved as “Gu”.
With his trembling, wrinkled hands, the Old man finished sending the message, then turned his head to look at the costume again, his eyes filled with the image of himself at sixteen, standing on the stage for the first time.
This costume was given to him by Hu Chuan.
With this costume, he had one chance, and only one chance, to return to the stage.
And he wanted to save that chance for the moment his life was about to end.
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Sitting in a dark and damp alley, gazing at the sky and listening to the constant rustling sounds in his ears, Fang Ji’s eyes gradually lost their light.
There’s no way, right?
If I can still be saved like this, then it would truly be a miracle.
As he was thinking, the vibration of his phone suddenly reached his ears.
Disaster: “Dear user, congratulations on receiving the Heaven-Sent Good Fortune Gift Pack. You have accumulated enough assistance points, and we are contacting assistance personnel for you. They are expected to arrive within five minutes. Please do not wander around while waiting.”
Fang Ji was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, gradually regaining their light, and he instinctively replied, “A miracle really happened!”
As soon as he finished replying to the message, a light sound reached his ears.
“Puff—!”
Following the sound, the man’s ribs beside him pierced through his skin, as if they had turned into fan ribs, propping open his entire chest into a fan shape, his flesh and blood tearing apart, exposing his internal organs.
The next moment, Fang Ji saw the dying man actually staggering to his feet.
And the “crackling” sound had shifted to the man’s head.
Fang Ji, “!!!”
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In the alley in front of Moon Smearing, Wind Criticizing.
miracle? Lu Yibei held her phone, looking at Fang Ji’s reply, and pouted, “Silly child, there’s no such thing as a miracle in this world? It’s because I appeared that things took a turn for the better, okay? Am I the miracle?”
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As she spoke, her phone vibrated again.
A Little Hamster: “Guide Miss, what should I do? I feel like I can’t wait five minutes, that thing is moving! 【Video】”
Lu Yibei quickly moved forward, following the location shared by Fang Ji, while roughly watching the video. After watching, she was slightly stunned.
Holy cow, what the hell is this?
Mutated urban legend?
In the video, the man stood in the dimly lit alley with his head lowered, his body convulsing, his chest opening like a bloody maw, thick, pale mucus intertwining between ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) his organs, his right hand hanging to the ground, the end growing a bizarre shovel-shaped organ.
That ugly and distorted appearance made Lu Yibei feel that it was not without reason that mutated urban legend were at the bottom of the urban legend appearance hierarchy all year round.
Disaster: “Dear user, while waiting, it is recommended that you search for a collection video of 【High-Quality Human Oil】 on station β.”
A Little Hamster: “Can that deal with urban legend?”
Disaster: “No, but if the support can’t arrive in time, it can make every second feel like a year, making you feel like you’ve lived a bit longer.”
A Little Hamster: “Okay!”
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Shortly after Lu Yibei quickly left Moon Smearing, Wind Criticizing.
Two figures walked out from the shadows and revealed themselves under the streetlights.
“Elder, did you hear what that Miss just said?” Saleh asked softly, “She said she is the miracle...”
Shem pondered for a few seconds and nodded solemnly, “It seems that this Miss Wang Bu Liu Xing is the Holy Child we are looking for.” frёewebnoѵēl.com
Shem felt that his judgment was absolutely correct!
They had followed the strong fragrance of the miracle flower on “Miss Wang” all the way here.
They had waited for a long time.
Although they only waited for the girl with chestnut long hair, and the Spiritual Energy fluctuation aura emanating from her was different from the previous Miss Wang, the fragrance of the miracle flower on her had not changed.
This miraculous disguise, and her words, made Shem certain that she was undoubtedly the Miracle Saint who had been missing for a long time!
This time, there is absolutely no possibility of error!
“Finally, we have finally found the Holy Child!” Shem exclaimed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt three Spiritual Energy fluctuations rapidly approaching from not far away. Immediately after hearing a few sounds of wind, he saw three dark figures flash overhead, chasing in the direction “Miss Wang” had left.
“Elder, this...”
“......”
Shem pondered for a moment, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes, and he said seriously, “Follow, observe in secret first, and protect the Holy Child depending on the situation!”
“Understood!”
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On the other side, on the tiled roof of a retro-style building on Bu Ye Street.
Hua Sang expressionlessly broke off pieces of dried squid in her hand and fed them one by one to the pure white stray cat in front of her.
After eating the last piece of squid, the stray cat looked at Hua Sang and meowed softly. Its eyes were somewhat pitiful and somewhat wronged. freewebnσvel.cøm
“Meow~!”
“What?” Hua Sang frowned, “Don’t try to frame me! That’s already enough compensation for that strike just now.”
The so-called “that strike” referred to the time she hit the stray cat with her ruler, sending it flying.
Before, in the small park, she had been intercepted by “Miss Wang” three times in a row with her Thousand Night Paper Cranes, which almost drove her crazy.
After buying the materials at Moon Smearing, Wind Criticizing, remaking the Thousand Night Paper Cranes, and successfully releasing them, she had been following behind.
When passing by this area, she saw a dark figure flash by, and she immediately threw her ruler, then heard a mournful cat meow, and then saw the large white cat on the roof with a wronged expression.
At that moment, she realized that she had encountered the legendary “porcelain-touching cat”...
“Meow~ Meow~!”
The stray cat kept meowing, rolling around, acting cute and spoiled, with no intention of leaving at all.
Seeing the large white cat roll onto its back, Hua Sang’s eyes suddenly lit up, and then she said in a deep voice, “Oh? It’s a little tomcat!”
“Meow?” The large white cat tilted its head at Hua Sang.
“Not neutered yet, right? Stray cats need to be neutered! Come on, I’ll take you to get your balls cut off?” Hua Sang said seriously.
As soon as she finished speaking, the large white cat seemed to understand her words, instantly bristled, and disappeared in a few leaps.
These days, with more urban legend incidents, even cats are almost becoming spirits!
“Whew—!”
Watching the white figure disappear into the distance, Hua Sang breathed a sigh of relief and refocused her attention, preparing to follow the guidance of the Thousand Night Paper Cranes to find her Grand Senior Brother.
However, just as she straightened up, accompanied by a throbbing pain in her temples, her vision suddenly blurred.
In the distance, the dazzling lights of the neon signs were like a layer of mist, turning into mottled patches of color before her eyes.
She hadn’t been doing strenuous exercise, yet her breathing was inexplicably rapid.
A moment later, the mist in front of her eyes gradually dissipated, and everything began to become clear.
Then...
She saw her Grand Senior Brother.
In her line of sight, Wu Yutang was already unrecognizable, but Hua Sang recognized the outline of his face, and she also recognized the folding fan in his hand that had previously been inseparable from him, and was now integrated with him.
With a “clang—!” a buzzing sound vibrated in her ears, and a cold light was dazzling.
In an instant, an ancient-style broken sword, from her blind spot, entered Hua Sang’s line of sight, and then, from top to bottom, it slashed directly towards Wu Yutang.
Hua Sang recognized that sword move.
It seemed to be the “Wind Control Order” recorded in the Taihe Gentleman Sword Illustration, but with some subtle differences. That move was rougher than the “Wind Control Order”, but at the same time, it was much faster!
As fast as a storm, it drew a light green trajectory in mid-air.
“Puff—!”
With a muffled sound, Wu Yutang’s raised right arm, along with more than half of his completely twisted right chest, was instantly shredded by the fierce sword energy, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
Seeing this, Hua Sang immediately froze in place.
From her perspective, the scene just now felt as if she was holding the broken sword, using the Taihe Gentleman Sword technique, slashing at her Grand Senior Brother, and tearing his body apart.
Why is this happening? Stop, please stop! Hua Sang thought anxiously, tears welling up in her eyes.
This was not just because Wu Yutang was in danger.
It was also because the feeling of having personally wounded her Grand Senior Brother stimulated her sealed memories, causing her to instantly recall the villagers in Jinhua Village who had died because of her, her heart twisting like a knife, losing her composure.
The next moment, as if responding to the intense call in her heart, the scene before her eyes suddenly paused, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
“Roar—!”
An inhuman roar exploded in her ears.
The scene before her eyes suddenly spun around, and then in the chaos, like a shattered mirror, the illusory scene before her eyes instantly vanished into thin air.
Hua Sang stared blankly at the bustling street that had returned to normal.
Immediately after, her face turned deathly pale, and then she desperately ran forward, following the direction guided by the Thousand Night Paper Cranes.
Hua Sang suddenly realized that just now, she might have accidentally hurt two people at the same time...
