“Lu... Wang Bu Liu Xing, are you playing hard to get? Are you trying to make play freely, wallow in self-pity, feel guilty, and then decide to pull myself together and obediently go do the right thing?”
It's like Li Cuihua from Taoyuan village entrance, who always says to her son, "Just keep playing! Play however makes you happy. It doesn't matter if you can't find a job when you grow up and just live off your parents." Ju ng thought.
She crossed her arms over her chest, sizing up Lu Yibei. Her expression was like a cunning little Fox. She hadn't expected that she had just said it casually, but Lu Yibei was actually going to take her to the the park to continue playing.
Was this compliant style still the sa Lu Yibei who used to drag her feet for half an hour even when asking her to bring a bottle of drink downstairs?
Sothing is wrong, she is very wrong! Ju ng thought.
“Guilty?” Lu Yibei squinted at Ju ng and said grumpily, “Do you still have such feelings?”
Ju ng's chin tilted up slightly, and she said confidently, “Of course not.”
Usually, when she was playing, she was extrely happy. Only when she played until the end and didn't have ti to finish the tasks at hand, and was about to collapse under the deadline, would she symbolically feel a tiny bit of guilt.
After all, slacking off for a while is cool, and slacking off all the ti is always cool. There's no one in this world who truly dislikes slacking off, right?
“Then are you going to the the park or not? If you've changed your mind and want to do sothing else, I can accompany you all the ti.” Lu Yibei said expressionlessly.
She knew that when speaking at this ti, according to the script, she should have a gentle smile on her face, but she really couldn't smile. She didn't know if it was facial paralysis at work, or if she was thinking about the things Ju ng had experienced and was about to experience, but she couldn't smile at all.
“Anything is fine?” Ju ng looked up at Lu Yibei and asked seriously.
“Yes.” Lu Yibei nodded.
“Always?”
“Always.” Lu Yibei said seriously.
“Hmph!” Ju ng snorted sarcastically, skillfully climbed onto Lu Yibei's shoulder, and patted her shoulder, “Then let's go! To the the park.”
After saying that, as Lu Yibei stepped forward and walked, she slowly lowered her head and buried her face in Lu Yibei's smooth hair. A hint of sadness flashed in her eyes, and her lips moved silently. Looking at her mouth shape, it seed like she said, “Idiot.”
Lu Yibei's every move was like providing hospice care for a dying old person. Her thoughts were already very obvious. If Ju ng couldn't see anything at this ti, she wouldn't have been the King of Weird Tales for so long.
Ju ng lay quietly on Lu Yibei's back, even feeling her heartbeat and slling a hint of fragrance from her hair.
Along with the faint fragrance that quietly drilled into her nostrils through her hair, she quietly chanted the description of her unford Power in ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) her heart.
“...Beautiful won fill the hall, suddenly only I catch your eye. Entering without speaking, leaving without saying goodbye, riding the swirling wind, carrying the cloud banner...”
She had listened to countless won's fervent words praying for marriage, but she had never prayed for herself, and she didn't know if it would be effective.
But this ti, she wanted to try.
Ju ng actually didn't intend for Lu Yibei to fall in love with her.
Sothing like love, even as a deity, she couldn't control. What she had done in the past was just accelerate its occurrence, like a catalyst.
Only when both parties were interested could her Power be effective, establishing a marital connection and creating a series of subtle "chemical reactions" for love that originally had no chance.
But if two people who had no feelings for each other were forced to establish a marital relationship through Power, causing one person to constantly see the other person's figure in their mind, it would only make them want to give that face a brutal blow and make it get out of their head.
What Ju ng wanted to do was just to establish a marital connection with Lu Yibei, leaving a shallow mark in her heart, so that at so point many years later, Lu Yibei would inadvertently rember her.
In this way, even if the Tang City barrier was activated and she didn't succeed, and the ending of the story was a tragedy, it would be a tragedy without regret.
“...”
After chanting the description of the Power, Ju ng fell silent for a long ti. She failed. She couldn't establish a marital connection with Lu Yibei.
In the past, whenever she successfully helped those won pray for marriage, if they were in love, her Spiritual Energy would beco joyful, as if sothing happy had happened, cheering and celebrating within her body, making her also unable to help but feel happy for those won.
If the object of those won's affection had no feeling for them, or if they disliked each other and wanted to force a relationship to quench their thirst, the Spiritual Energy would briefly beco dull, as if they had just finished watching a tragic movie.
However, this ti her Spiritual Energy was completely dead.
It was sowhat laughable to say that a mythical creature urban legend who held the unford Power of the young master of fate, primarily responsible for procreation and won's marriages, couldn't pray for herself.
Ju ng, “...”
It really doesn't work?
But that's right. If she held that kind of Power but used it for personal gain to pray for herself, what's the difference between that and "using a public vehicle for private purposes"?
Thinking, she pinched Lu Yibei's cheek and whispered, “Lu Yibei, since we're already here, if you're looking for excitent, then you have to see it through!”
“What do you an?” Lu Yibei was stunned for a mont, always feeling a sense of foreboding in her words.
“You know about the parks, right? They all have thes.” Ju ng said, “Guess what the the of this the park is?”
“Ocean? Ghosts? Disne... Uh, that's infringent. Could it be a love and magical girls the?” Lu Yibei said.
Ju ng hit Lu Yibei's head, “What are you thinking?!”
Lu Yibei rubbed her head and said, “I knew it. When did Tang City open a love and magical girls the park? How could I not know?”
“It's an ancient style the!” Ju ng said grumpily, “How about we rent a set of Hanfu later? An imrsive experience!”
“No problem... Wait, you want to wear Hanfu?” Lu Yibei was stunned for a mont, “That's not going to work. Wandering around in a skirt and hairpins in public, you might as well kill .”
Ju ng looked at Lu Yibei with a serious expression, and remained silent for a long ti.
“Why are you looking at like that?” Lu Yibei frowned and said, “I said I would play with you all the ti, but I didn't say I would accompany you without any sha, okay?”
Ju ng sized up Lu Yibei, “When did I say I wanted you to wear a skirt and hairpins? Can't you wear a n's style? Or are you subconsciously thinking that you should wear a won's style?”
At this mont, Ju ng suddenly felt that perhaps this was why she failed when she tried to establish a marital connection with Lu Yibei just now.
Lu Yibei, “...”
Yeah, why would I think of wearing a skirt and hairpins?
Could it be that there is sothing wrong with my thinking?
Lu Yibei thought, and responded guiltily, “I, I ant that. Of course, I will wear the n's style. You don't know, after I got this darn Power, besides becoming stronger, the strongest skill I mastered is dressing as a man, then a woman, and then a man again.”
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“Good heavens, are you nesting dolls with here?” Ju ng complained, “Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Let's go!”
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Three minutes past three in the afternoon, near the gate of Tang City Ancient Style The Park.
Mao Sanyou sat in a small alley not far from the clothing rental shop, sitting on a stone bench by the roadside, looking down at his phone, with cigarette butts scattered all over the ground at his feet.
The phone kept vibrating, and pop-ups and text ssages appeared before his eyes like a flood.
Just as Night Watch mbers have an internal network to exchange information with each other, and urban legend have the Monster Story Chat Group to communicate with each other, black forces like the Eclipse Society and the Miracle Order also have their channels for exchanging information.
The ssages Mao Sanyou received were information he had asked a friend to inquire about from the information exchange channels of those black forces.
Two hours ago, the most explosive news in nearly a year, like a storm, swept through the information exchange channels of those black forces.
The content can be roughly summarized into two points: first, Ju ng is about to die, and second, in less than two days, the Tang City urban barrier will enter a brief defense vacuum period after launching a fierce attack.
Although there is no impenetrable wall in the world, what happened to Taoyuan and Ju ng would eventually be known to the outside world, but Mao Sanyou didn't expect this day to co so quickly.
He didn't know which bastard did the good deed of spreading the news.
According to Mao Sanyou's speculation, it was very likely one of the Psychic and urban legend who infiltrated Taoyuan to assassinate Ju ng. As things stand now, once the urban barrier is activated, there will definitely be a chaotic scramble within Taoyuan.
At that ti, so relatively weaker Psychic and urban legend, facing forr companions whose eyes were red with greed, would be lucky to keep their lives, let alone get a share of the spoils.
How can they tolerate this?
There are always so narrow-minded people in this world who feel more pain when others gain benefits than when they themselves suffer losses.
When the mindset has a big problem, the behavior will definitely follow.
Soon, the news spread like wildfire, reaching the Psychic and urban legend who belonged to black forces such as the Eclipse Society, the Miracle Order, and the Wanderers Poetry Society.
Thus, one stone stirred up a thousand waves.
As of now, Mao Sanyou has learned from his friends that at least seven bounties related to Taoyuan have been issued, and several forces are closely watching the movents here, ready to make a move.
“Good heavens, a bounty of 1.3 billion US dollars for the complete urban legend entity core of the Lord of Taoyuan? What are you thinking?! Is that sothing you can buy with money?”
“Bounty for Cuan Yang Power, reward to be discussed based on the completeness of the Power... Damn it, these dogs!” Mao Sanyou cursed fiercely.
As the saying goes, when a whale falls, everything is reborn. The death of a great urban legend also has a similar fate.
The great urban legend that has existed for thousands of years - Ju ng, if she falls, will definitely attract all kinds of monsters and demons, just like a whale fall, but it is not as magnificent. What can be foreseen is only bloodshed.
To stop the evil beasts that sll blood and rush over, unless the Night Watch takes action.
However, the information exchange channels of these illegal Psychic organizations are quite secretive, and the news from Tang City cannot be transmitted at this mont. It will take at least one to two days for the Night Watch to detect the abnormality and take action.
This one or two days is enough for many things to happen, and by then, it will be too late.
Moreover, even if the Night Watch knew the news in advance, they would prioritize protecting Tang City and its surrounding human settlents to ensure the safety of the public. The priority of supporting Taoyuan would be very low.
“Headache, what should I do? This is really killing .” Mao Sanyou rubbed his aching forehead and muttered to himself.
Just as Mao Sanyou was holding his head in pain, a figure wearing a cheongsam suddenly entered his field of vision.
The pure white cheongsam was like white jade, embroidered with elegant peach blossoms. The gentle breeze blew, lifting the hem of the skirt and swaying, vaguely revealing the long legs wearing embroidered shoes.
“Lift your head, let see?”
A soft yet sowhat imperious voice sounded by his ear. Mao Sanyou felt his head being knocked twice by sothing hard. He looked up and saw the tall woman with long dark green hair, holding a thin pipe.
After sizing up Mao Sanyou's face, Ju ng showed an undisguised look of disgust on her face, “Tsk, are you that Cuan Yang guy's offspring? You're really born... unique.”
“How did you...”
“How did I know?” Ju ng tilted her head, “It's simple. When Cuan Yang's consciousness disappeared before, I guessed that he was either really gone, or he gave up his Power and left the Fusang Divine Tree. And after Liu Banxian saw your true form, I thought the latter possibility was higher.”
Also, I admit that I was bluffing you... Ju ng secretly added in her heart.
“Speaking of which, the majestic Sun God Bird should be exceptionally handso, so how did he give birth to such an ugly thing with a broad back and thick waist like you?”
“...” Mao Sanyou was silent for a mont and explained softly, “My mother is a urban legend who possesses a little bit of Sobek's Power...”
Unlike the relaxed first eting with Ju ng in the old building of the School of Literature, facing Ju ng in her full Spiritual Energy state, Mao Sanyou actually felt a hint of fear.
This fear had nothing to do with the suppression relationship between Power or Spiritual Energy fluctuations, but originated from the vaguely revealed fierce and abnormal aura on Ju ng.
It was like an ordinary person facing a serial killer, feeling inexplicably guilty.
Mao Sanyou felt that if he said anything wrong now, he would very likely be killed by Ju ng on the spot.
“Crocodile God? That's no wonder. It's already good that you didn't revert to a Tyrannosaurus Rex.” Ju ng pouted and continued, “You've been following us for quite a while, haven't you?”
Mao Sanyou was stunned for a mont, looking at Ju ng's relaxed posture, and widened his eyes, “When did you...”
“When?” Ju ng thought for a mont and said seriously, “Probably from the mont you were in the aquarium, almost couldn't control your Spiritual Energy fluctuations, and planned to poison the penguins? Don't forget, whose territory this is.”
“Sneaky, if it weren't for you secretly helping to deal with a few waves of petty thieves, you would already be lying on the ground now, do you know that?”
“...”
Mao Sanyou didn't dare to take Ju ng's words, but just looked into the distance towards the the park, frowned and said, “Is it really okay for you to just leave that Witch Seed alone?”
“Who said I'm leaving her alone? I told her to queue for the Ferris wheel! It will take at least another half an hour, which is enough ti for to finish things here.” Ju ng said lightly.
“Then what are you planning to do by coming here?” Mao Sanyou probed.
“Two things.” Ju ng held up two fingers and said, “First, continue to intercept those who want to cause trouble later, and second...”
“I want to tell you my plan, and then ask for a small favor.”
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