Peony Street, inside a room at a guesthouse near the street entrance.
Du Sixian lay restlessly on the bed, sweat dampening her hair and sticking to her delicate face, the fiery red mark on her forehead flickering in and out of sight in the darkness.
She had a strange dream.
She dreamt she was wandering in a dilapidated city that looked like humanity had vanished many years ago.
From the streets in the distance, shrouded in thick fog, strange figures occasionally appeared, wandering like lone ghosts just like her, muttering to themselves.
Through the thick fog, the figures' appearances were not clear, and Du Sixian didn't dare to get closer, only listening quietly to their whispers.
That state and feeling inexplicably reminded Du Sixian of the Disc Spirit ga at Shihekou Middle School.
"There is Zhong Mountain. There is a woman wearing Qingyi..."
When she heard the whispers from those figures, Du Sixian subconsciously repeated them in her mind, and sothing terrifying happened.
The surrounding temperature suddenly rose, flas shot up, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sea of fire. A figure entirely composed of flas appeared before her, not tall, yet making her feel as if she was facing a towering mountain, or perhaps...
A deity.
Panic, vigilance, fear, and awe complex emotions arose in Du Sixian's heart. She couldn't help but lower her head, a voice in her heart subtly prompting her, "Say your wish now."
A wish? Du Sixian was startled, her thoughts racing for a mont.
The current situation is too strange. Although I'm dreaming, I can clearly recognize that I'm in a dream.
Not only that, everything around feels real, the cool breeze that just brushed against , the unpleasant sll of smog in the air, the current high temperature...
Perhaps this is so kind of urban legend incident? Hmm, very likely!
Judging from what that Older sister said during the day, my body might have changed because of the experience at Shihekou Middle School, making susceptible to urban legend.
If this is a urban legend incident, I can't easily make a wish, otherwise sothing bad might happen.
But if I don't say anything, will this terrifying figure in front of get angry?
In that case, I can only...
Du Sixian's gaze slightly sharpened, and she said solemnly, "I want to find an Expert!"
She did have many wishes she wanted to fulfill, but facing this situation, she only dared to say one of them, which was to find Lu Yibei.
Sorry, Expert!
Anyway, you're so powerful, if so urban legend really co looking for you, you should have a way to deal with it, right?
As Du Sixian thought, a deafening shout suddenly exploded in her ear.
"For sothing like that, just go find the Night Watch!"
...
Inside the dark guesthouse room, the mark on Du Sixian's forehead flashed, and then she woke up with a start.
"Ah! Hah—hah—!"
After a soft scream, Du Sixian gasped for breath, staring blankly at the ceiling for a long ti.
Night Watch... What is that?
And why did that voice just now sound a bit familiar? Like I've heard it sowhere before.
As she was thinking, a strange fluctuation suddenly ca from outside the window, interrupting her thoughts.
Although the existence of that fluctuation was invisible to the naked eye, she felt it clearly, as if for a mont, the air turned into liquid, rippling layer by layer.
The next ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) mont, she heard whispers coming from outside the window, as if a group of n were squatting downstairs below her window, discussing sothing.
Hearing this, she was startled, then fumbled under her pillow for her self-defense stun gun, crept over stealthily, and peeked through the gap in the curtains.
Down on the street below, she saw three tall n wearing special black night suits gathered together, looking suspicious.
...
"Is this where the Spiritual Energy fluctuation ca from just now?"
"That's right, the compass points here."
"Are you sure?"
"Not entirely sure, but won't we know if we sneak in and take a look?"
Hearing this, Du Sixian's heart tightened, and she gripped the self-defense stun gun in her hand.
They want to co in? Who are they? Are they thieves?
Du Sixian thought, quietly locking the window, then pulling the curtains open with a'swish', standing straight in front of the window and shouting downstairs.
"Who are you? Are you planning to do sothing bad? I've already seen you, I'll call the police if you don't leave!"
"..." The Special Operations Team mbers fell into an awkward silence upon seeing the girl suddenly appear at the window.
They recognized the girl's face. In the afternoon, before their mission, Agent An Qing had shown them her photo, saying this girl was a potential talent she valued.
She also said that whether they discovered Spiritual Energy fluctuations or saw urban legend near this girl, they should pretend not to see anything. If there was real danger, she would co to handle it herself.
The aning was clear: let her suffer a bit first, then she would beg to join the Night Watch herself.
Tsk, the Night Watch!
A veteran 'human trafficking' organization, always good at recruiting people.
Therefore, after confirming that the source of the Spiritual Energy fluctuation was Du Sixian, the Special Operations Team mbers decided to follow An Qing's instructions and put on a show for her.
"Did you hear anything just now?" one Special Operations Team mber said mysteriously.
"No, where? It's late at night, don't scare !" another Special Operations Team mber said with a blank look.
"Never mind, maybe I misheard? Are you hungry? I know a barbecue place open until midnight, want to get sothing to eat?"
"Great, great! And so beer, the weather, tsk, it's the Indian sumr!"
Soon, the three oddly dressed n, suspected of being thieves, talked awkwardly, put their arms around each other, and disappeared around the street corner.
Du Sixian, "..."
Was I...
Ignored?
Damn it! Such a big person, talking so loudly, can't you see ?
I suspect you're acting for !
...
After the three unidentified n left, Du Sixian observed from the window for a while longer before lying back on the bed.
Back on the bed, the events that had just occurred replayed in her mind, preventing her from falling asleep for a long ti.
After tossing and turning for a while, she sat up, preparing to check the ti.
Just as she took her phone out of her shirt pocket, sothing fluttered down and landed on her instep.
Feeling the texture similar to hardened leather on her foot, Du Sixian was startled, and fumbled in the dark to pick it up and bring it closer.
Under the light of her phone, she looked at the na and contact information on the pitch-black business card and fell into thought.
Should I try calling?
It feels like the probability of strange things happening will increase, and if I can't find an Expert, I might be in danger.
Then... let's give it a try?
With this thought, Du Sixian opened the contacts interface, entered the number according to the business card, hesitated for a few seconds, and pressed the dial button.
"Beep—beep—!"
After two busy signals, An Qing's voice ca from the other end of the phone.
"Hello! Welco to Hua City Night Watch, how can I help you?"
Hearing this, Du Sixian's pupils slightly contracted.
She said Night Watch? Wasn't that from the dream just now...
Before Du Sixian could recover from her shock, a loud shout suddenly ca from the other end of the phone.
"Be careful, be careful, didn't I tell you long ago? You can't move the body like that!"
"And you! You can't cut like that, if you cut two more centiters deeper, you'll puncture the lung!"
"That's a human leg, a human leg is not a pig leg, how many tis have I said it, it needs to be sorted and stored. Damn it! Can't you guys make it easier for ?"
After a brief silence, a questioning voice ca from the other end of the phone, "Hello? Are you still there?"
Du Sixian, "..."
Why does it feel like I've called the custor service for an organ trafficking organization?
I think, it seems, probably, maybe I shouldn't have made this call?
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