Free Web Novel“Oh, right, I’ve heard about the legend of the Mountain City Red-Clothed Boy for a long time. I wonder if I’ll get to see him this time. What do you think his Power will be?”
Listening to Ju Meng’s excited vision for the Mountain City trip, Lu Yibei hesitated for a moment before finally interrupting her.
“Smelly Girl.”
This world is cruel. It’s necessary to make this child, who is over five thousand years old, recognize reality early to avoid further harm.
“Hmm?” Ju Meng responded, turning to look at the expressionless Lu Yibei, her gaze meeting his burning eyes.
That kind of look made her feel inexplicably guilty.
The last time she saw Lu Yibei with that look was when he was ambushed and mocked by a Z Country player in a certain FPS game.
Some things cannot be tolerated.
That day, Ju Meng discovered for the first time that there really was someone in this world who could chase and hack three people with a melee weapon in an FPS game.
Why three people?
Because after killing three players, you have to leave the weakest one to revive their teammates, making it easier to continue the torment.
As the torment continued, that team of players broke up amidst their quarrels.
A few days later, when they re-teamed to play other games, Lu Yibei, who had asked the Monster Story Chat Group for help, came knocking and started a new torment.
Then, they would switch games, be locked on again, and the cycle would repeat until the Monster Story Chat Group also couldn't find those few people. It’s likely they successfully quit their “internet addiction” through endless torment.
Honestly, who could stand it when even playing card games, Lu Yibei, who successfully became a dealer through a Monster Story Chat Group member, could find you and completely strip away the fun of the game?
Lu Yibei didn't know that Ju Meng was recalling his “heroic deeds” in her mind; he just wanted to make things clear to Ju Meng.
“Actually, I have official business in Mountain City this time.”
Meeting the Leader and reporting to the Leader certainly counts as official business. This is not deception!
“That’s it?” Hearing Lu Yibei say this, Ju Meng actually breathed a sigh of relief. “You handle your official business, and I, Sister, will play. It doesn’t affect anything, so what’s the problem? If you make me, Sister, happy, I might even be able to help you with some official business!”
“What kind of official business could the Night Watch have? Isn’t it just dealing with urban legend incidents or Spiritual Energy attacks?”
“Before the dignified Master of the Eight Hundred Li Peach Garden, the only legitimate God remaining in Z Country, how many urban legend or Psychic can last five minutes?”
Lu Yibei opened his mouth, wanting to speak but holding back.
Damn it; I showed a flaw!
If he really was just going for work, he could indeed let the Smelly Girl come along, and if she was willing to help, the difficulty of the work would indeed decrease significantly.
How about I say I’m going for the Calamity Scare Unaccountable Company’s business? Du Sixian said that recently, there have indeed been anonymous clients contacting her in Mountain City.
No, no, if it’s contacting a Spiritual Energy organization of unknown origin, wouldn't it be even more reasonable to have a Calamity level urban legend to back me up?
What to do? I must quickly think of a way, otherwise, if the Smelly Girl finds out I’m going to see Miao Miao Jiang, a fierce women’s dispute will erupt. Lu Yibei thought.
As he pondered, Ju Meng, seeing him remain silent for a long time, narrowed her eyes and looked at him, sizing him up for a moment before delivering a fatal blow, “I say, you’re not going to see that lame Miss, are you, which is why it’s inconvenient to take me?”
Lu Yibei, “...”
Even though he had gradually adapted to his female body after being transformed into a urban legend, he still felt that women were incomprehensible creatures.
They might be easy to fool at other times, but once it comes to matters like this, they turn into Sherlock Holmes level individuals.
“Not speaking?” Ju Meng pouted. “Not speaking means I guessed right!”
Of course, Ju Meng had her own logic in connecting it to Jiang Li.
Firstly, Lu Yibei’s behavior was abnormal, and he was stammering, completely unlike his usual “talkativeness.”
Secondly, Lu Yibei was being secretive about the purpose of his trip to Mountain City, clearly feeling guilty.
Combining these two, Ju Meng, who had observed countless relationships, immediately thought of men who cheat, and after simply reviewing the women who had appeared around Lu Yibei, it was easy to conclude that only Jiang Ge could make him so full of flaws like he was now.
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“I’m not, I didn’t, don’t you...” Lu Yibei denied.
“If you want to see her, just go see her, why be so secretive?” Before Lu Yibei finished his triple denial, Ju Meng raised her chin and said indifferently, “Do you think I, the dignified God of Marriage, would destroy someone else’s marriage?”
“Don’t try to deny it! I just looked at your red threads of marriage, and one of them seemed to have entered vibrate mode, trembling intensely. This means that something is about to happen between you and that marriage partner. I guess that red thread of marriage corresponds to that lame Miss.”
Although the God of Marriage will not disturb others' marriages, she now also has unformed red threads of marriage. As long as she doesn't use her Power, it's not considered disturbing, only fair competition!
After listening to Ju Meng’s words, Lu Yibei was slightly stunned.
The Leader and I also have a red thread of marriage? Could it be...
He had never asked, nor had he ever thought, that Jiang Li might have an engagement with him, but thinking about it carefully, it wasn't impossible.
However, that wasn't the point. The point was, is the Power of a dignified Calamity level urban legend meant for this kind of thing?
Lu Yibei grumbled, testing, “So you mean you’re not going?”
“Of course I’m going! Why wouldn’t I?” Ju Meng rolled her eyes and said, “You go see your lame Miss, and I’ll go play. It doesn’t affect anything! As long as...”
She paused mid-sentence, gently biting her lip. “As long as you manage your time and make time to play with me.”
After saying it, as if a heavy burden had finally been lifted, Ju Meng immediately felt no embarrassment.
It was as if she had experienced so many socially awkward situations that she had become °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° “immune” to social embarrassment.
She wriggled her body, leaned closer to Lu Yibei, and whispered softly into his ear, “How’s my suggestion? You go on your date with her during the day, and then come find me to play at night. It won’t delay anything, and it’ll even add a touch of immoral excitement. Isn’t that great?”
Although Ju Meng had no practical experience, she had read a lot!
Bad karma is also karma, and she was very familiar with plots about leading good men astray.
What’s more, she was already very skilled at manipulating pure boys like Lu Yibei even before she became the God of Marriage.
“It is a bit stimulating...” Lu Yibei’s words were cut short as he suddenly realized something was wrong. He abruptly looked at Ju Meng, who had a charming smile on her lips, and his eyes widened, filled with deep confusion.
What kind of demonic whisper is this? Why does it have to be playing with her at night? Why do I inexplicably want to agree to her?
No, I must stick to my original intention and not succumb to that indecent desire!
“Alright, then we’ll depart the day after tomorrow.”
I want to see what you want to play at night! Lu Yibei thought fiercely.
It is well known that Lu Yibei’s mouth and other parts of his body are controlled by two different systems.
A moment later, in front of the Jingyi Apartment Complex gate.
Lu Yibei, who had slipped out under the excuse of “researching the fusion of the God Kingdom Prototype,” stood by the roadside, recalling the extremely dangerous situation just now, and slapped his own mouth hard.
“Damn it! How did I agree to her without realizing it? What do I do now? Oh, dear...”
As he sighed and worried about the terrible future that was approaching, a taxi drove from a distance, slowly decelerated, and finally stopped beside him.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing the familiar face in the driver’s seat.
“Going?”
“Lu Yibei looked at the excited Uncle Zhang Shan, hesitated for a moment, and nodded. “Yes, let’s go to Banshan Elementary School.”
Although he had made an excuse to sneak out of the house, since he was already out, it wouldn't hurt to make a detour to Banshan Elementary School and try to fuse the God Kingdom Prototype.
After all, he had already acquired a Human Fireworks, and had experienced the baptism of a massive influx of emotions into his mind while cooking Human Fireworks. Theoretically, the success rate of fusing the God Kingdom Prototype was already ninety-eight percent, making it barely worth a try.
If successful: he could put Wang Yingying into the God Kingdom Prototype and keep her by his side.
Otherwise, he would have to leave Wang Yingying at Hua Xieyu’s “children’s welfare home” for fostering?
However, throwing the child to his marriage prospect to look after, while he goes on dates with other Misses, and two at once, wouldn't that be too scummy? And it would make Hua Xieyu look like a big sucker. Lu Yibei thought.
He got into the car, sat in the back seat, and buckled his seatbelt. Before Uncle Zhang Shan could even ask, “What story are you planning to tell today?”, he spoke first, dispelling Uncle Zhang Shan’s anticipation.
“Uncle, I don’t have a story to tell you today.”
As soon as he said this, a look of disappointment clearly appeared on Uncle Zhang Shan’s face, but he quickly smiled and said, “It’s okay, it’s not possible to have a story every time, right?”
“When it comes to making up stories, there will definitely be times when inspiration runs dry. As a mature radio host, I understand completely.”
Very good, very nice, the words of a reliable mature male!
“Don’t those online novel authors also get stuck every month for a few days? Anyway, just remember to pay the fare later.”
Lu Yibei, “...”
Humans, truly frighteningly realistic creatures!
Fortunately, I am also human.
“Although I don’t have a urban legend story to tell, I have other stories. Would you like to hear one?”
“Tell me about it!” Uncle Zhang Shan said. “It’s a long way from here to Banshan Elementary School, and I’m just sitting around anyway.”
Want a free ride? Then it depends on whether your other stories are exciting enough!
Lu Yibei organized his words slightly and began, “It’s like this, I have a friend.”
“This friend you’re talking about is not...”
“It’s not me.” Lu Yibei interrupted without hesitation.
“Alright, you continue.” Uncle Zhang Shan shrugged.
“Hmm, let’s call him B. Recently, two Misses appeared around him—one named C, and one named...”
So, Lu Yibei slightly adapted the story of how he, due to a slip of the tongue, got stuck between the Smelly Girl and Miao Miao Jiang, in a dilemma, concealed the names, and told it to Uncle Zhang Shan.
Uncle Zhang Shan fell silent after listening.
Lu Yibei’s story reminded him of some things from his youth. Although the protagonists of the story were two men and one woman, there were some striking similarities in certain parts.
And those youthful memories ultimately taught him that even the fastest taxi couldn't catch up to the Mercedes carrying the beloved Miss far away.
It really couldn't catch up.
That’s why he always claimed to be the second best driver in Hua City.
After a moment of silence, Uncle Zhang Shan shook his head, shaking off the memories that had surfaced in his mind, and then seriously considered incorporating this story into his broadcast.
Although it felt a bit like a cliché youth angst novel, it seemed quite interesting?
Would adding a little romance to urban legend stories make them more popular?
Like “Red-Clothed Ghost and White-Haired Ghost: My Underworld Romantic Comedy!” or “Is There Something Wrong with My Youth That Likes urban legend?” Uncle Zhang Shan thought.
As Uncle Zhang Shan pondered, Lu Yibei’s question interrupted his thoughts. “My friend is very distressed right now and asked me for advice, but I don’t know what to do. Uncle, you are older than me, and your life experience must be richer. What do you think he should do?”
Goodness, so he wants me to be a life mentor? That’s a different price, Uncle Zhang Shan thought, his expression sinking.
As a poem goes: “Essays are inherently natural, only occasionally obtained by skilled hands.”
When inspiration strikes, if you can’t grasp that fleeting feeling, you really miss it. So, being interrupted when inspiration is flowing is a big no-no.
Uncle Zhang Shan was displeased, feeling a little emotional, but considering Lu Yibei’s unclear relationship with urban legend incidents, he still patiently replied, “What to do? In my experience, at times like this, he should just lie flat and let the two Misses fight it out!”
Anyway, that beautiful Miss from before did just that.
“In the end, no matter who wins, your friend will benefit, and during their struggle, your friend is very likely to enjoy many benefits that single people can hardly imagine.”
Lu Yibei looked at Uncle Zhang Shan through the rearview mirror for a few seconds. He silently sighed and said, “Uncle, you’re such a scumbag!”
Uncle Zhang Shan’s mouth twitched. He took a deep breath, glanced at Lu Yibei behind him, and said coldly, “We’re here. Sixty-eight.”
Looking out through the windshield, the dilapidated gate of Banshan Elementary School had already appeared at the end of the road.
Lu Yibei, “...”
Forget it, I’ll just focus on researching the fusion of the God Kingdom Prototype first!
Later, I’ll contact Shui Ge and ask him how he navigates among various women without getting into trouble.
