People always have various illusions in life, such as 【She likes 】, 【I'll definitely pass this exam】, 【I can counter-kill this wave】...
When Lu Yibei stabbed with that knife, not only did he have an illusion, but he was also hit with a counter-attack by the opponent, hamred into having hallucinations.
By the ti he woke up, before he could even see the situation clearly, he felt a sense of being bound. He was startled for a mont before realizing he had been tied up.
That damned Magpie tore down his ho's network cable and tied him up with it. Just using the network cable didn't seem enough, so it wrapped two layers of clear tape around him.
Lu Yibei, "..." The other party is a great god, it's normal not to be able to beat them; successfully counter-killing would be a miracle.
However...
Is It necessary to be so cautious? As a person, no, as a urban legend, shouldn't one be a bit more reckless? Like a true man who never looks back at an explosion.
Lu Yibei was complaining in his heart, his eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness, and the surrounding scenery beca clear.
He was originally in the upstairs bedroom, but now he was tied up in the downstairs living room. It was likely that the Magpie had moved him down while he was unconscious.
The entire living room looked like it had been hit by a storm, with broken glass scattered on the floor and wallpaper scratched as if by a large feline, leaving streaks of marks.
Various ornants and decorations were lying on the ground, the TV screen had a large hole smashed into it by sothing, constantly emitting sparks and a foul sll.
Everywhere his eyes fell, it was a ss.
But where was that Magpie?
Had it left?
As Lu Yibei was thinking, the voice of a certain girl suddenly sounded in his ear.
"You're awake?"
A face wearing a ferocious mask suddenly popped out from behind him, from a place he couldn't see, and congratulated him joyfully, "The surgery was very successful this ti, you're already a beautiful girl!"
Seeing the mask shaped like a bird or beast, with sharp white fangs, looking like a ghost or god, Lu Yibei's heart skipped a beat. If he hadn't been tied up, he probably would have jumped up imdiately.
Lu Yibei was just about to curse, but after quickly checking his body with his peripheral vision and finding nothing unusual, he imdiately changed his words.
"I ♦... I really have to thank you!"
Actually, even without successful surgery, I'm pretty much...
This whole thing is really hard to describe in one word. Lu Yibei thought to himself.
"Don't worry about it, doctors have the heart of parents!"
While the girl wearing the ferocious mask spoke "generously," she put pieces of First Light Spring Wind Curse into her mouth through the gaps in the mask, like eating cookies.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yibei felt a needle-like pain in his heart, "My..."
"Wait! No, what kind of ghost are you, what are you doing in my house? Did you get permission from soone? Just randomly eating things from soone else's house?"
"Magpie Great God, Magpie Great God! Co and take care of her quickly!"
"Hehe!" The girl chuckled lightly, her tone aggrieved and disdainful, "Weren't you quite energetic when you stabbed just now? Now you're calling a ghost thing?"
Lu Yibei was stunned for a mont, his neck stiffly turned to look at the girl, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he stamred, "You, you, no no, You, You are..."
Seeing this, the girl patted the wound on her shoulder that was still bleeding and nodded, "That's right, it's ."
As she spoke, she picked up another piece of First Light Spring Wind Curse and put it into her mouth, chewed it with a "crunch crunch" sound for a while, and slowly swallowed. Imdiately, a verdant green glow appeared on her shoulder, and the wound healed slightly at a visible speed.
"The taste is okay, your craftsmanship is quite good!"
Lu Yibei, "..."
If he heard soone praise his cooking like this as a chef, he would actually be quite happy.
But...
That's a damn talisman! Could you please not talk about it like it's a delicious little snack? This really hits people's confidence.
"Uh..."
As Lu Yibei was thinking, the girl suddenly let out a muffled groan, her brows tightly furrowed, as if she was experiencing great pain.
A faint sll of blood entered his nostrils. Lu Yibei was startled for a mont, and following the direction of the bloody sll, he found that the wound on the girl's shoulder, which had just healed, was torn open slightly again, oozing golden blood.
Feeling a sharp aura, like stubborn bacteria, preventing the wound from healing, the girl frowned, looked at Lu Yibei, and asked in a serious tone, "What kind of knife is that knife of yours? I warn you, don't play tricks, otherwise..."
As the girl spoke, a surging and condensed Spiritual Energy fluctuation locked onto Lu Yibei and pressed towards him.
Lu Yibei's face turned slightly pale, and he quickly said, "No, no, the thing I'm worst at is lying. My Old Dad often taught when I was little that if you don't act like a proper person when you're young, you won't grow up to be one. Under his careful guidance, I grew up upright and honest."
The girl in front of him, who was an incarnation of the Magpie, was very likely the mythical species Jumang, or at least a direct relative of Jumang.
Lu Yibei had so sense of the situation in his heart. This was not a urban legend of the level of Mr. Rabbit or Lin Yiqi. If she really wanted to kill him, it would probably be in an instant.
"So, whatever you want to know, just ask. I will tell you everything I know, without holding anything back. As long as you don't kill , every spring from now on, I will definitely offer you sacrifices, incense, candles, and burn paper money..."
"Stop! Aren't you annoying?" The girl finally interrupted, unable to bear it any longer, "How co I didn't notice you were so talkative just now? What's the use of burning paper money? That only causes air pollution and accelerates global warming."
So, are urban legend nowadays all so environntally friendly? Lu Yibei secretly grumbled to himself and followed the girl's aning, saying, "Then I'll plant a tree in your na every year?"
"That is..." The girl opened her mouth, ready to agree with Lu Yibei's suggestion, but suddenly realized the conversation was heading in a strange direction. Her peripheral vision drifted towards the carving knife on the coffee table, seeing the cold light flowing like water on it, and her wound imdiately began to ache faintly again.
"Damn it, I was almost led astray by you. Did I ask you about these things? I asked what kind of knife your knife is!"
The girl suppressed her pain, not wanting to show weakness in front of Lu Yibei, and deliberately roared at him fiercely, but as she spoke, she still couldn't hide the weakness in her voice.
"Then, before I tell you, could you please untie first?"
The girl stared at Lu Yibei in silence for a few seconds and tactfully refused, "No!"
Lu Yibei shrank his neck and said weakly, "Oh oh! That knife of mine, it's kind of sothing, but not much. Actually, it's, ancestral..."
The girl interrupted with a solemn expression, "Ancestor Dragon Blade?"
"Uh, no."
"Ancestral Edict, A Thousand Ages' Roar?" The girl narrowed her eyes and said.
"This, what is that thing?" Lu Yibei said blankly.
"Zul'Gurub's On?"
Lu Yibei, "..."
Hey! That's equipnt from a ga, right? How could sothing like that actually exist in this world?
"What is it then?"
"Actually, it's just ancestral, [N O V E L I G H T] ancestral kitchen knife..."
The girl's mouth twitched, and her expression gradually darkened, "You don't want to cooperate with at all, do you? It seems I'll have to make you taste so hardship before you'll confess honestly."
This Miss, a dignified, past-her-pri... Bah! A mythical species inheriting the authority of an ancient great god, how could I be stabbed and injured by an ancestral kitchen knife from an ordinary family?
If this gets out, how can I still make a living?
As the girl thought, she extended a slender, fair little hand from her wide sleeve, raised a finger, and a hint of green light appeared on the fingertip, threatening, "I saw you were writing an article about Jumang just now."
Lu Yibei nodded, "Mm-hmm, Jumang, forever the god! An!"
"Stop being so glib!" The girl snapped at Lu Yibei and continued, "Then do you know what Jumang is in charge of?"
Lu Yibei was startled for a mont, shook his head, and thought to himself, I was just busy researching how It beca outdated, I didn't have ti to research this.
"It's in charge of the growth and reproduction of all things. How about it? Interested in becoming a dad?"
"So... you want to get on ?" Lu Yibei blurted out impulsively.
"..." The girl's face darkened further. Ignoring Lu Yibei, she slowly moved her glowing green finger closer to his lower abdon.
Seeing the girl's action, Lu Yibei suddenly realized her intention and shouted in panic, "No no no! Oh my god! Please spare , I'm telling the truth."
As he spoke, his body twisted frantically, dodging the girl's finger, looking just like a startled Baobao.
Lu Yibei felt very wronged. He only knew that his family's ancestral kitchen knife was very powerful, powerful enough to injure a mythical species.
But in his understanding, the nas of those three knives were indeed "Ancestral Kitchen Knife"!
After thinking for a few seconds, he suddenly felt he sowhat understood the girl's current state of mind. As a high-level urban legend, even if she were to be injured, she should be injured by a divine weapon.
It's like being injured by Frostmourne is very normal and acceptable, but being injured by a Pink Fluffy Rabbit is very frustrating and annoying.
But...
What kind of na should I make up that would be more reliable?
As Lu Yibei thought, he secretly observed the girl's expression. He saw that she seed to be getting a bit impatient, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her clear eyes hidden behind the mask. So, the slightly glowing finger moved closer to his lower abdon again, almost touching it.
Xuanyuan Sword, Zhuxian Sword, Dinghai Shen Zhen, Nine-toothed Rake, Frostmourne, Ten Directions Annihilation...
For a mont, Lu Yibei desperately searched his mory for divine artifacts he rembered, but he couldn't find a suitable one to na the ancestral kitchen knife.
"Dong dong dong—!"
Just as Lu Yibei was racking his brain thinking, a knock on the door sounded.
The sudden knocking made the girl pause, and her finger unconsciously tapped on Lu Yibei's lower abdon.
Lu Yibei, "!!!"
The girl glanced in the direction of the main door, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Lu Yibei's body go limp, his face ashen, and explained, "Don't be scared! Having a baby is a matter for two people, it requires the fusion of yin and yang. Even I can't produce yin from pure yang..."
Hearing this, Lu Yibei was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when sothing suddenly flashed in his mind, and he beca even more panicked.
You can't produce yin from pure yang, but the problem is I ♦ might not be pure yang!
Lu Yibei looked at his lower abdon, feeling a wave of despair. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely felt that there was sothing extra in his stomach.
"...I just casually raised a little light on my hand to scare you, it doesn't do anything, you understand special effects, right?"
Lu Yibei, "???"
Okay, it was just an illusion.
How co I didn't see just now that she's quite insidious?
"Dong—dong—dong—!" After the brief interaction between Lu Yibei and the girl, the knocking turned into violent banging on the door.
Seeing this, the girl gave Lu Yibei a look. Lu Yibei was startled for a mont, then understood and shouted towards the door, "Who is it! So late at night!"
As his voice fell, he heard a voice from outside the door, "Open the door! Community warmth delivery!"
Vaguely mixed with a sound, "Door ram ready!"
Lu Yibei, Girl, "..."
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