Free Web NovelWhen the Paper Cicada Immortal saw the ferocious-looking Ghost Infant appear on Lin Yiqi's shoulder and sensed Lu Yibei approaching, he instantly realized he had been tricked.
"Senior Lin, I didn't expect you to be that guy's lackey?" he said with a gloomy expression. "Don't you think what you're doing is a bit much?"
He clearly thought it was a consensual game of desire between a scumbag man and a scumbag woman, just pure lust. Why did they have to introduce schemes and tricks to ruin that purity?
The Paper Cicada Immortal felt that if he managed to escape this time, he could go on Zhihu and answer the question, "What's it like to be set up during a one-night stand?"
【Uninvited, I'm on Four Gate Main Street, just saw a urban legend, I'm hard! My fist is hard!】
"Lackey?" Lin Yiqi shook her head. "Although that guy is the Huacheng Monster King, it doesn't mean she can command all the Psychic and urban legend in Hua City..."
"At least I'm not. At most, I'm just doing someone a favor and fulfilling a promise."
"..." The Paper Cicada Immortal was silent for a few seconds. Sensing Lu Yibei getting closer, his anxiety grew. He then lightly bit his lip and suddenly took action.
Stepping forward, he ran desperately towards the outside of the Huacheng Institute of Technology. Under high-speed movement, his figure instantly became faint.
He had no intention of getting entangled with Lin Yiqi. After understanding the situation, his sole focus was on escaping.
"..."
As long as I'm not caught by that guy this time, I'll leave Hua City immediately.
By then, the world is so big, where can't I go?
Relying on the subtle connection between me and that guy, as long as I'm a bit more careful, that guy will never be able to catch me in this lifetime! the Paper Cicada Immortal thought.
Looking at the Paper Cicada Immortal's receding back, Lin Yiqi raised an eyebrow and muttered to herself, "Want to escape? If you really get away, it will be difficult for me."
Ju Meng had always been helping her solve problems, and she was grateful.
Now that Ju Meng had rarely asked her to do something, she didn't want to mess it up.
"Baobao, stop that guy!"
Accompanied by a soft call, the Ghost Infant lurking on her shoulder let out a strange shriek, transforming into a blood-red shadow and flying out after the Paper Cicada Immortal.
Spiritual Energy fluctuations spread from its palm-sized body, merging into the air, making the wandering wind carry a faint scent of blood.
The next moment, the scenery within the Paper Cicada Immortal's line of sight began to change.
It was as if dark clouds were surging in, blocking the moonlight, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed.
Wisps of dense fog rose from the dark corners, twisting, wriggling, and spreading as if alive.
As the dense fog slowly rose, the dilapidated and desolate Four Gate Main Street was enveloped in a layer of hazy red light. Everything within sight seemed to have been soaked in blood.
Under the shroud of that scarlet glow, all the scenery on Four Gate Main Street seemed to melt into the dense fog, dissolving and disappearing without a trace.
Noticing the change in the scenery before him, the Paper Cicada Immortal froze, stopped in place, and looked around.
The old and dilapidated road was covered with fallen leaves and dust. Cracks snaked across it, mist rose, and the front was swallowed by darkness, stretching out of sight...
A rusty bulletin board lay by the roadside, its glass long shattered. The notices posted on the board had become distorted and blurred from the rain...
On both sides of the road, untended vegetation grew wildly. Shadows intertwined, outlining a strange scene that made one feel as though someone was hiding in the darkness.
The entire Four Gate Main Street seemed to have been sectioned off under the influence of some power, sealed within a bizarre space far from the mundane world.
Sound also seemed to have been swallowed by that power, leaving only the soft rustle of cold wind in his ears.
The Paper Cicada Immortal saw the same scene in every direction. fгeewebnovёl.com
No matter if he turned left or right, moved forward or backward, the scene before his eyes no longer changed in the slightest.
Grotesque shadows appeared and disappeared within the dense fog.
It felt like walking home at night, when a strange dense fog suddenly drifted in, causing one to lose their sense of direction within it.
Just then, a stealthy sound echoed on the empty and silent road.
"Patta—patta—!"
That series of strange sounds sounded very much like footsteps, very fast, very light, as if stepping on some kind of slippery, viscous liquid.
It sounded like something with limbs covered in viscous blood was crawling rapidly.
"Patta—patta—!"
The Paper Cicada Immortal looked in the direction the sound was coming from.
He saw small bloody handprints and trailing scarlet tracks appearing from the darkness on the dilapidated road surface, coming closer from a distance.
The Paper Cicada Immortal instinctively shivered, feeling as if his scalp had been pricked all over with dense fine needles.
He dared not stop, nor dared to act rashly. He just retreated stiffly little by little, but the bloody handprints appearing one after another approached very quickly, reaching his side in the blink of an eye.
Then...
They climbed onto the back of his feet, and along his limbs, crawling upwards little by little.
Was it that Ghost Infant from before?!
Although the Paper Cicada Immortal couldn't see the Ghost Infant's figure, he could clearly feel something cold all over and emanating a decaying smell crawling on his body, leaving scarlet handprints.
He subconsciously wanted to resist.
However, although he had awakened self-awareness and his body had undergone some subtle changes, in terms of Spiritual Energy fluctuation level alone, he might not even be comparable to the Little Freaks living at Lu Yibei's house.
He was truly too weak. His physical functions were much stronger than ordinary people, but at most, he could show off on a football field. In front of the Ghost Infant, whose Spiritual Energy fluctuation level had reached C+ and was close to advancing to B-, he had no ability to fight back at all.
Wherever the Ghost Infant passed, every inch of muscle, every drop of blood, seemed to be frozen stiff, losing all sensation.
Soon, a series of unintelligible babbling whispers and an ethereal laugh that struck the soul rang out in the Paper Cicada Immortal's ears.
"Eeyah yah, gegege!"
The next moment, a small, pus-covered purplish-brown hand silently reached out from behind and gently pressed against the Paper Cicada Immortal's cheek. His shoulder felt as if something had suddenly been added, sinking slightly.
Cold, like falling into an ice cave.
A bone-chilling cold came from that small hand. He turned his stiff neck to look at his shoulder and saw a pair of pale eyes wrapped in bloodshot membranes, bulging outwards exaggeratedly.
As their eyes met, his chest tightened, and his breathing hitched for a moment.
It felt as if he had suddenly been thrown into deep water, with heavy currents pressing in from all directions.
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Vaguely, the Paper Cicada Immortal heard a strange whisper. Layers of illusory light waves rippled around him, vast and boundless.
The light waves were chaotic in color, like the scene formed by a rainbow reflecting on a wavy sea surface.
Like an illusion, through the light waves, the Paper Cicada Immortal saw countless figures surrounding him, casting indifferent gazes.
Those figures included men, women, old people, and children, but more were twisted outlines whose shapes could not be specifically described, feeling very familiar yet unnamable.
Following closely, the voice that had awakened the Paper Cicada Immortal appeared in his ear again.
"Do you see? She won't let you go..."
"She will catch you, first imprison you, then destroy you, leaving only a pile of paper pulp in the end..."
"Shut up!" the Paper Cicada Immortal roared hysterically, trying to interrupt the voice's speech.
However, the voice showed no intention of stopping; instead, it grew stronger and sharper.
"Everyone, all the urban legend will help her, and only I can help you..."
"She is a monster, the most terrifying monster in this world..."
The Paper Cicada Immortal's head became increasingly muddled. He felt his thoughts were like boiling water, his brain churning, constantly bubbling, as if it could break free from the confines of his skull at any moment.
"Plop—!"
He fell to the ground, his body twitching and struggling, like a mollusk dropped into a frying pan.
"Scratch—!"
Frantically, he grabbed a large handful of hair from his head. The black hair fell to the ground, turning into scraps of paper.
However, this did not alleviate the pain in his head, which felt like it was about to explode. Pain, irritation, madness, despair – all sorts of negative emotions crawled all over his thoughts like swarming insects.
Is that guy tormenting me? Because I defied her... Under extreme pain, this thought flashed through the Paper Cicada Immortal's mind.
Immediately after, he heard the voice in his ear say to him, "That's right, you defied her will and did something she didn't like, so she's going to punish you and make your life worse than death!"
"But I can help you..."
The Paper Cicada Immortal was stunned for a moment and asked with a trembling voice, "Help me? How?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly sobered up. The deep, bone-piercing pain from before seemed as if it had never existed.
"Become like her, become a terrifying monster..." The Paper Cicada Immortal heard the voice say this to him.
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Huacheng Institute of Technology, on Four Gate Main Street.
"Baobao" flew up and down around the Paper Cicada Immortal. From its small body, wisps of dense fog spread out, weaving into a vortex glowing with a scarlet light.
The Paper Cicada Immortal, caught within it, seemed enchanted, constantly spinning in place. Finally, he collapsed onto the ground from exhaustion, revealing his original form.
A paper figure made of yellow paper and bamboo strips, with facial contours seven or eight parts similar to Lu Yibei in her human form. Its eyes were hollow and lifeless, and there was a red mark on its forehead left by a drop of Lu Yibei's blood.
What Baobao used was its innate ability 【Evil Spirit Mist】. It had used it on Lu Yibei once before.
It is an innate ability that affects the target's consciousness through Spiritual Energy fluctuations, creating illusions. Many evil spirit-type urban legend have similar abilities.
And these similar abilities used to have a more common and easy-to-understand name—Ghost Wall.
Although Ghost Wall has very limited lethality, it is very effective for trapping a specific target.
It is said that some high-level evil spirit-type urban legend can even directly create Ghost Domains whose realism is second only to the God Kingdom.
Lin Yiqi watched from the side, slightly furrowing her brow at the Paper Cicada Immortal being toyed with by Baobao.
Why is this fake junior brother Lu so fragile? He's done after just a few moves...
Should I tell Baobao to hold back a little?
Otherwise, if she breaks him, it might be hard to explain to Disaster, right? Lin Yiqi thought.
She wasn't a very ambitious person. She just wanted to stay in the Hua City area. If possible, she didn't even want to leave the University City. There were tens of thousands of university students in the University City's universities.
These young people whose minds were not yet fully mature were easily provoked into emotions like jealousy and anger, which were excellent sources of Spiritual Energy replenishment for her and Baobao.
In fact, she had already made plans. After she graduated from the Huacheng Institute of Technology, she would use some small tricks to change her appearance and start over at the neighboring Finance University or Normal University.
And since she wanted to stay in Hua City for a long time, she couldn't offend the local power of Hua City—Disaster.
Moreover, she already knew what would happen if she offended Disaster.
Ju Meng couldn't do anything about her, and Purple Maiden even gave up the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in Hua City because of her. What waves could I possibly make? Lin Yiqi thought.
As she was thinking, she suddenly heard a few crisp sounds.
The crisp sounds were like the sound of paper that had been soaked and then dried, becoming brittle overall, cracking under external force.
Lin Yiqi followed the sound and looked at the Paper Cicada Immortal. She saw cracks appearing on his pale body at some point. In the jagged crevices, some kind of glowing, viscous substance was churning, its colors chaotic, and a very uncomfortable Spiritual Energy fluctuation spread out.
What's going on? That Paper Cicada Immortal seems a bit off?
Seeing this, Lin Yiqi's face changed slightly. She quickly called out softly, "Baobao, come back!"
She sensed that the Paper Cicada Immortal was undergoing some kind of transformation and wanted to summon Baobao back, but by the time she called out, it was too late.
The Paper Cicada Immortal's body suddenly burst into a bright light.
The chaotic and brilliant light was like a rainbow explosion.
In the dazzling light, Baobao cried out miserably, "Eeyah!". Its bloody and mangled body flew backward, drawing an arc in the air, and with a "Bang!", it hit a lamppost not far away, exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
Although the Ghost Infant is an evil spirit-type urban legend, having its physical form destroyed isn't a devastating injury. However, the destruction of the physical form it had painstakingly condensed still triggered a series of chain reactions.
As Baobao dissipated, Lin Yiqi immediately felt a heart-wrenching pain in her lower abdomen, and a trace of crimson slowly trickled down the corner of her mouth.
Immediately after, before she could even recover, she heard a roar erupt from the front.
"Bang—!"
A roar sounded. A blurry pink figure flew out from the mist that hadn't yet dissipated, instantly closing in on Lin Yiqi. It stretched out its palm, grabbed her forehead, and with a "Bang!", pushed her to the ground. Half of her body sank into the hard ground, plowing a deep crack.
A pain like her skull shattering struck. As the world spun, Lin Yiqi saw the thing's face clearly.
It was a monster covered in pink fur...
