Lu Yibei had no idea that Hua Xieyu had followed her all the way to Peony Street, and at the alley entrance in front of the Huacheng Folk Culture Research Administration, she was tricking a certain unlucky Xiao Pang Duner, planning to have him enter the Huacheng Folk Culture Research Administration to investigate.
Entering the 'V' office, she sat down at Jiang Hao's old-fashioned desk, pressed the computer's power button, and after the password input interface popped up, she typed in the password Jiang Hao had told her.
It's worth mentioning that Jiang Hao's computer's startup password was unusually long, and without knowing its specific meaning, it was very difficult to remember.
"qyssbxs+gskh=9F, 512B"
A string of passwords that was almost gibberish; even with Lu Yibei's memory, she didn't completely remember it the first time until Jiang Hao told her the specific meaning of the password.
"All of one suit eighteen scholars + drawing a flower on the last tile = 9 fan, 512 times."
After listening to Jiang Hao's explanation, Lu Yibei fell silent on the spot and was left with a deep impression.
After turning on the computer and logging into the Night Watch intranet, she immediately got to work, starting to search for archives related to the 'Long family, Nanling Commander'.
The Night Watch's archive system was quite convenient; after entering a few keywords, Lu Yibei quickly found some information that interested her.
【Psychic Archive Number 0037 Nanling Commander (Tang). Name: Dragon Xiang
Spiritual Energy Fluctuation Level: Unknown Spirit Mark: Chiwen (Doubtful)
"Me?" Seeing this, Lu Yibei let out a soft gasp, taking out the Commander's Order token from her backpack.
The shape of that Commander's Order token was precisely that of 'Chiwen,' a hornless dragon-shaped urban legend from ancient legends, corresponding to the Nanling Commander's Spirit Mark in the archives.
Someone who can use such a legendary creature as a Spirit Mark shouldn't have a low Spiritual Energy fluctuation level, right? At least A-Level?
However, at that time, there wasn't the current standard for Spiritual Energy fluctuation levels, so it was difficult to accurately determine the exact strength.
Lu Yibei thought, played with the Commander's Order token for a moment, placed it on the desk, and scrolled down with the mouse wheel to continue reading through the archives.
【Archive Number 0037-1
After the An Lushan Rebellion, Tubo seized the opportunity to conquer the Hexi Prefectures, causing immense suffering.
(According to research, behind the Tubo people's continuous victories and conquest of over ten prefectures, there was assistance from a high-level urban legend named "Xiangshung Siba Ben," also known as the "Black God.")
Dragon Xiang, the Nanling Commander of Shazhou, which had fallen to Tubo, secretly rallied a large number of Psychic, and in the second year of Dazhong, led his forces to expel the urban legend within Shazhou. 】
The monster written on the Commander's Order token, was it indeed referring to urban legend? Lu Yibei thought. 【Archive Number 0037-2
Name: Hong Bian.
Spiritual Energy Fluctuation Level: Unknown.
Spirit Mark: Vajra Abode (Doubtful). 】
A high monk from Shazhou, who was both a teacher and friend to Dragon Xiang, provided great assistance when Dragon Xiang expelled the urban legend within Shazhou.
Archive Number 0037-2-1
Hong Bian is suspected to have had close contact with the predecessor of the Miracle Order—Zoroastrianism. 】
"Wait a minute! Vajra Abode?" Lu Yibei frowned. In her impression, she had heard the words 'Vajra Abode' somewhere before.
Staring at the computer screen, after carefully recalling for a moment, the image of a strong man holding a Vajra pestle and'self-harming' flashed through her mind.
"No, wasn't that guy I met at the South Suburb Slaughterhouse..." Lu Yibei muttered to herself.
Before, when she and Jiang Hao participated in the Monster Story Chat Group's entry review, they met a Psychic at the South Suburb Slaughterhouse named Zhang Dexian, who claimed to be the sole successor of the Vajra Abode Sect.
"Could there be some connection between these two?"
It's not impossible for a Psychic cultivation sect that originated around 800 AD to have declined over a thousand years, passed down to the present, and be left with only one person.
Lu Yibei thought for a moment but couldn't find concrete evidence to connect Zhang Dexian with Monk Hong Bian, so she put her thoughts aside and continued reading the archives.
【Archive Number 0037-3
Name: Yumen Pass
After Dragon Xiang recaptured Shazhou, Gua Province, Yizhou, and over ten other prefectures, he was ordered by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang to construct a God Kingdom to guard the Hexi area. After successfully constructing the God Kingdom, Dragon Xiang named it after the strategic pass from the Han dynasty, 'Yumen'.
God Kingdom Yumen, is one of the important origins of the Psychic organization—Yumen Sand Sea. 】
"Well, well!" Seeing this, Lu Yibei exclaimed softly, "I really guessed it right, it's related to the Yumen Sand Sea? Speaking of which, the Miracle Order's attack on the Yumen Sand Sea before probably wasn't just 'creating miracles', was it?"
Were they trying to find something from the Yumen Sand Sea that once belonged to Zoroastrianism? Could it be something similar to the okin rod?"
Lu Yibei inferred from some information she obtained when interacting with Shem and Saleh, these two members of the Miracle Order, as well ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) as Fang Ji, who is suspected to be the Miracle Saint, that the reason they were close to her was because she was tainted with the aura of the okin rod.
Perhaps what they are looking for includes the okin rod.
But
Lu Yibei didn't plan to hand over the okin rod to the Night Watch, or return it to the Miracle Order.
Of course, this wasn't because she had a great sense of justice and wanted to prevent the Miracle Order from causing a huge stir after getting that thing.
The main reason she kept that thing was that it could turn stone into gold!
With the okin rod in hand, it was equivalent to possessing an inexhaustible mountain of gold. If she could hand over such a treasure, she wouldn't be Lu Yibei. freёwebnoѵel.com
Although
That thing's appearance was a bit bizarre, and trying to extract the 'gold from the gold mountain' carried a very high risk of turning into a little golden person.
As she spoke, she clicked on the entry for 'Yumen Sand Sea' in the archives, preparing to view the related information in detail. The next moment, a prompt box marked with a red bao sang cang xiao badge popped up on the computer screen.
The content of the text in the prompt box, summarized, was just four words: 'Insufficient Permissions'.
Seeing the prompt, Lu Yibei exited the Nanling Commander's archives, changed several keywords, and tried to find information about the Yumen Sand Sea from different angles, but found nothing, and ultimately had to give up.
The archive system, almost entirely built by the Guardian—Nameless Book, is said to have integrated some of Nameless Book's Power when it was established, making it very 'user-friendly'.
When you have enough permissions, you can find any information you want in it, but when you don't have enough permissions, it just won't show you, that's how real it is.
It's like a math problem; even if you're pushed to the limit, if you can't solve it, you just can't. At the same time, like a math problem, it can drive people crazy.
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Recently, a major problem occurred at the Yumen Sand Sea, serious enough to require two Guardians and over a dozen A-level Spirit Ability Users to handle it. The viewing permissions for related information have also been adjusted to the highest level.
Not to mention that Lu Yibei was using her own internal account to try and browse information related to the Yumen Sand Sea, even if she used the account of Jiang Hao, who is primarily responsible for managing archives at the Hua City Night Watch, she still wouldn't be able to browse it.
There's nothing she could do. It's not like she could ask Void to help hack into the Night Watch's archive system, or ask that Guardian to help grant permissions, right?
One she wouldn't dare, the other she wasn't familiar with—no chance!
It doesn't matter, I don't necessarily have to know the relevant information about the Yumen Sand Sea anyway, right?
Lu Yibei thought, deleted the keywords in the search bar, replaced them with the four characters 'Liao Zhai Tavern', and gently pressed Enter.
As the page successfully refreshed, three pieces of related information appeared on the screen.
【urban legend Incident Number 0079
Name: Liao Zhai Tavern
This urban legend incident has no definite urban legend information or Spiritual Energy fluctuation level.
The target is a tavern with an uncertain architectural style, which randomly appears in any corner within the Eastern Hemisphere. The Liao Zhai Tavern seen by different guests also has a certain degree of difference.
】
【Archive Number 0079-1-1 Night Watch Staff He Yong (Alias) Interview Record】
Seeing the audio file attached to the archive, Lu Yibei raised her eyebrows slightly and clicked the play button. Here it comes, right?
If she listened to how others went, wouldn't she know how to enter the Liao Zhai Tavern? Lu Yibei thought. 【Staff 009: "Staff He, I heard you went to the Liao Zhai Tavern once recently?"
He Yong: "Yes, that's right."
After just listening to two sentences, Lu Yibei pressed pause and couldn't help but mutter, "What's going on? Why isn't it following the procedure?" She had listened to her own interview record in Miss Mian's archive, and that record detailed the entire process from when she answered 'Name'.
A Hua told her that was the normal procedure, and she believed it, until now. "Beep!"
Lu Yibei pressed the play button again, and the audio playback continued.
【Staff 009: Can you tell me the entire process of how you entered the Liao Zhai Tavern? He Yong: "Okay, I remember, the day I entered the Liao Zhai Tavern, I received a call from my hometown. My mother told me my father had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was sent to the hospital, unconscious. I..."
Halfway through speaking, the man using the alias He Yong's voice suddenly choked up, and then he fell silent. Hearing this, Lu Yibei pressed pause.
As someone who had already lost her father, she could somewhat empathize with He Yong's feelings at the time.
Back then, after the car accident, she woke up in the hospital and found herself blind, but she didn't actually react too strongly or do anything drastic. However, when she heard that her Old Dad had died in the car accident, she truly felt like the sky had fallen at that moment.
After adjusting her emotions slightly, Lu Yibei pressed the play button again.
【He Yong: "Sorry, I just thought about that day again, and my emotions got a bit out of control." Staff 009: "Mm, I understand. Is your father doing better now?".】
He Yong: "Much better, thanks to the help of colleagues from my hometown. Hmm, let me continue talking about how I entered the Liao Zhai Tavern that day? After receiving my mother's call that day, I originally wanted to rush back to take care of my father, but my mother stopped me. As a fellow Night Watch colleague, you should also know that we can't tell our families what we do."
"It sounds a bit ridiculous, but even now, my family still thinks I'm involved in some shady criminal activity." Staff 009: "Sigh! They'll understand you eventually."
He Yong: "I hope so! Let me continue. After my mother stopped me that day, I was in a terrible mood and wanted to find a place to drown my sorrows in alcohol. But in the city where I work, as you may have heard, urban legend are quite active after dark, and you can't find any taverns or restaurants open at night."
"So, after reporting to my colleagues and leaving the Night Watch, I planned to go straight home and have a couple of drinks. But just as I was taking a shortcut home,
passing through an alley, I thought about what my mother said on the phone, and suddenly my nose stung, a thought flashed through my mind, and then something unexpected happened."
Staff 009: "What did your mother say to you?"
He Yong: "Can I not say? In short, she blamed me, thinking I had done something bad and incurred divine punishment, affecting my father."
Staff 009: "Sorry. Then can you talk about what you were thinking at the time?" freewebnσvel.cѳm
He Yong: "Mm, it was like this. That day was the Winter Solstice, and it snowed for the first time in our area. As I walked through that alley, I suddenly remembered a similar alley in front of the old, dilapidated building where our family lived when I was a child."
"That alley was especially dark even during the day, and it was next to a ditch, always filled with the smell of decay. When I was a child, I was particularly afraid of walking that path alone, so I came up with a plan. My mother said she would make me my favorite 'bo zai gao' if I came home on time every day."
"At that time, I thought of the bo zai gao my mother made, thinking how great it would be if I could eat bo zai gao when I got home today. If I could eat it, I would be willing to never drink alcohol again in my life. Then, as I walked through the alley, I went to the Liao Zhai Tavern and met Boss Hu."
Staff 009: "So, you ate bo zai gao at the Liao Zhai Tavern?"
He Yong's emotions were a bit agitated: "Exactly! The bo zai gao that Boss Hu made tasted exactly like my mother's. As I ate, my tears just wouldn't stop."
"Uh, right! There's one more thing." Staff 009: "What?"
He Yong's voice suddenly became heavy, and he made a deduction based on his identity as a Night Watch staff member and a Psychic.
"To be honest, although I wasn't an alcoholic before, I really loved drinking. But ever since then, I haven't wanted to drink alcohol at all, and I even feel like throwing up when I smell it. I suspect that the price for Boss Hu of the Liao Zhai Tavern making me bo zai gao was my love for alcohol."
"Perhaps he is some kind of urban legend that feeds on human desires?"
Staff 009: "Someone specialized will continue investigating this later. For now, can you tell me what you saw at the Liao Zhai Tavern?"
He Yong: "Okay." 】 "Beep!"
Lu Yibei turned off the audio file and stared at the computer screen, lost in thought.
Staff He's conjecture might be correct. Boss Hu of the Liao Zhai Tavern might really be a urban legend that feeds on human desires or something else.
He's running a business, not a charity. How could he possibly make you food without taking anything in return? It's probably because of this that he knows how to cook Human Fireworks.
Lu Yibei thought, and then opened the audio interview records of two other individuals who had been to the Liao Zhai Tavern.
The accounts of the other two people were roughly the same as He Yong's. Both experienced something, then suddenly had a strong craving for a certain food and were willing to pay with one of their hobbies as the price, and then 'unexpectedly encountered' the Liao Zhai Tavern.
However, it's worth noting that while the general layout of the Liao Zhai Tavern they described was similar, there were significant differences in the details of the decoration style.
The Liao Zhai Tavern He Yong saw had some of the style from his hometown, the Chaoshan area, while the latter two saw a Liao Zhai Tavern with a Shaanbei style and another with a Victorian style, respectively.
"If I were really going to the Liao Zhai Tavern..." Lu Yibei mused for a few seconds, muttering, "I wonder if I could see one with the style of the War God Squad's base?"
Muttering to herself, she was about to continue browsing the archives related to the Liao Zhai Tavern when suddenly, her phone received a message and vibrated.
Netizen Old Pervert 00: "Yu Jianqiu's information has been found!"
Immediately after, in less than five seconds, she received another message from Qi Dong.
Qi Dong: "Staff Lu, we've apprehended someone who was tracking you. She claims her name is Yu Jianqiu. Do you have any leads?" Lu Yibei, "...