On the dimly lit narrow street, the breeze stirred the refuse on the ground, rising and falling without a sound, as if maintaining silence for what was about to happen, exuding an unsettling sense of dread.
Hua Sang stared at those grotesquely shaped figures, who she wasn't sure could still be called human, closing in at an alarming speed, surrounding her, her breathing becoming exceptionally heavy.
The mont she saw those figures, she understood that they, like her Grand Senior Brother, were people deeply afflicted by the Secret Society.
The two sides briefly confronted each other, the air seemingly solidified, filling their mouths and noses, surging into their lungs, suffocating.
Although Hua Sang hadn't had ti to figure out how she had crossed the invisible barrier separating this area from Bu Ye Street, she understood that the current situation was quite perilous.
Like a turtle in armor, straying into a pack of bloodthirsty beasts, under the repeated attacks of fangs and claws, either her shell would be torn apart, or the beasts' claws and teeth would be shattered.
One side would have to pay with blood.
Just as the encirclent gradually tightened, the atmosphere beca extrely tense, and a fierce battle was about to erupt, a young girl suddenly rushed out from the crowd, blocking the space between Hua Sang and the Secret Society mbers.
"Wait a minute, a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! She's one of us!" Lu Yibei explained to the leading Secret Society mber, "An Qi, she's my best friend, and she's also a mber of the society."
To be honest, seeing Hua Sang in this dreadful place, at such a delicate mont, also gave Lu Yibei a huge headache.
Taking advantage of the chaos to hide Fang Ji, and successfully blending into a group of Secret Society mbers to pursue "Gu Qianqian" with them, Lu Yibei was having a very good experience.
She had originally planned to continue muddling through, subtly extracting information from these Secret Society mbers, until Da Chunyang Palace discovered the anomaly here, broke through the blockade created by Pink Fluffy Rabbit using the God Kingdom, and then happily defect.
At the sa ti, she could improve her skill proficiency in infiltrating illegal Spiritual Energy organizations, preparing for a potential opportunity to infiltrate the Eclipse Society in the future to investigate the whereabouts of her Old Dad's residual soul.
In fact, relying on the mories obtained from the diamond ring girl, she had already initially gained the friendship of several Secret Society mbers, and only needed a little more ti to start extracting information.
At that ti, wouldn't it be wonderful to rcilessly overturn the little boat of friendship that had just been built, and coldly drop a line, "Sorry, I'm an undercover agent!"?
But Hua Sang's appearance instantly disrupted her plan.
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Miss, who are you?
Who's your best friend?
Hua Sang looked at the girl blocking her path with a face full of confusion, tilted her head, and her thin lips parted slightly, "I..."
As soon as she opened her mouth to say a word, Lu Yibei suddenly turned around and gave her a sharp rap on the head, making her own little hand sting.
"What do you an 'you'? You were the one who said you wanted to join on this operation to see the world, and you ended up coming so late? What's wrong with you?"
For a mont, Hua Sang was completely bewildered by Lu Yibei's actions, but soon, catching Lu Yibei's fleeting wink at her, she suddenly understood a little.
"..."
This Miss seems to be helping out of a predicant?
Indeed, the Spiritual Energy fluctuations of those Secret Society mbers are considerable. If I were to clash with them, I'm afraid it would be difficult to hold out until Master arrives with reinforcents...
But why would she help ?
After a brief silence, Hua Sang decided to first cooperate with the girl in front of her and make plans based on how the situation developed.
"Uh, sorry, you know, I have severe procrastination."
Hearing this, Lu Yibei secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then gave her a confirming look.
She liked dealing with smart people like this. If she had encountered a stubborn person like Gu Qianqian, she would definitely have been shouting loudly by now, denying everything she said, completing a self-detonation, and getting a double kill.
As Hua Sang's voice fell, a man with a "built-in speaker" approached the woman with the phone head nad An Qi and whispered sothing to her.
Although the man was not a disciple of Da Chunyang Palace, due to his family elders' connection with Da Chunyang Palace, he often frequented Da Chunyang Palace, had t Hua Sang once, and had heard rumors about her, knowing that she was a famous, eccentric woman of Da Chunyang Palace, embodying laziness, procrastination, and uselessness.
And such people were the most likely candidates to beco Secret Society disciples.
After hearing the man's words, An Qi nodded thoughtfully, looked at Hua Sang, her gaze lingered on her for a mont, then drifted to Lu Yibei, her chin slightly raised.
"You say she's also a mber of the society? How can you prove it? You can't just say it without proof, you need to show so evidence to be convincing, right?"
Although she had chatted very well with Lu Yibei earlier, she didn't believe Lu Yibei on this matter.
"Evidence... Uh, of course there's evidence!" Lu Yibei said bracing herself, "An Qi, think about it! This area where Gu Qianqian is sealed contains the power of that Adult. Ordinary people couldn't possibly sneak in, unless they carry the grace of that Adult, right?"
Although Lu Yibei didn't know how Hua Sang had gotten in, or if her nonsense could fool them, but...
She couldn't just watch her die, could she?
What if she got lucky and slipped through? The worst outco would be being exposed by Hu Chuan, who was secretly observing, and falling into a dangerous situation again.
It was too difficult. How many excellent undercover agents were killed by such chance encounters with acquaintances! Lu Yibei thought.
Hearing this, Hua Sang's eyes trembled almost imperceptibly.
Is it because I carry the grace of the being who created this abnormal area that I can enter here?
She captured the important information in Lu Yibei's words.
Seeming to find so sense in Lu Yibei's words, An Qi pondered for two seconds and nodded, "What else? What is her grace?"
The grace is... Lu Yibei glanced at Hua Sang out ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ of the corner of her eye, quickly scanned her body, then her gaze landed on the ruler in her hand. She reached out, grabbed her wrist, and slightly raised her hand.
"It's this!"
"Oh?" The light from the phone screen on An Qi's head flickered, and she paced forward, carefully examining Hua Sang's ruler. Then the phone screen went dark as if closing its eyes, and she extended her hands to stroke it back and forth, as if quietly sensing sothing.
For a mont, in the darkness, the shadows standing on the undulating outlines of the buildings all had their eyes fixed on that pair of hands, slightly deford from adapting to using a phone.
They silently mobilized their Spiritual Energy, quietly waiting for the result, ready for battle at any mont, or to welco a new companion.
Lu Yibei's heart pounded, her nerves were stretched to the limit, ready for her lie to be exposed and to enter battle at any mont.
Phone head, huh? Phone dependent, huh? If you provoke , I'll smash your crystal core!
After a long while, An Qi withdrew her hands, and a smiling emoji appeared on the phone screen on her head. She said to Hua Sang, "Welco to the society!"
On that ruler, she did indeed feel the aura of that Adult, and it was quite strong.
As her voice fell, a sparse round of welco also echoed from the surrounding crowd.
"Phew..." Lu Yibei exhaled a breath of relief, took Hua Sang's hand, and walked into the crowd.
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Watching Lu Yibei and Hua Sang walk into the crowd, An Qi subtly beckoned the man with the "built-in speaker" over and whispered, "Later, find a few people to keep a close eye on them."
The man was startled for a mont and asked in surprise, "But didn't you just say they were okay?"
"For now, they do seem okay, that's all," An Qi said indifferently.
Although the ruler did indeed carry the aura of that Adult's grace, she couldn't be 100% sure. When she couldn't confirm whether the other party was an enemy, she could only temporarily accept her as a companion.
After all, Gu Qianqian was still hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity. If two more enemies of considerable strength appeared at this ti, the situation would beco quite tricky.
She also tried to contact Hu Chuan to confirm Hua Sang's identity. With her phone integrated into her body, she could complete a call with Hu Chuan without being detected.
However, she didn't get a response...
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"How many tis have I told you not to always procrastinate? When are you going to change this habit? See, sothing happened this ti, didn't it? At least the misunderstanding was cleared up. If it hadn't been, what would you have done?!"
As Lu Yibei lectured Hua Sang, she used the opportunity of holding her hand to write three words on her palm.
"Wang", "Bu", "Xing"!
The character left had slightly more strokes, was troubleso to write, and could be mistaken, so it was omitted.
Feeling the path Lu Yibei's fingertip traced on her palm, Hua Sang recognized the three words she wrote, was stunned for a mont, then looked at her profile, her mood gradually becoming complex.
Aren't they chasing you?
How did you manage to blend in with them without being discovered?
Hua Sang's mind was full of questions. This situation reminded her of a saying—"In the heavy rain, Night Parade of One Hundred Demons occurs, and soone is mixed among them, happier than the demons!"
But soon, all the question marks in her mind dissipated.
She witnessed firsthand the entire process of Lu Yibei gradually becoming familiar with the Secret Society mbers.
Through the items integrated into the bodies of those Secret Society mbers, Lu Yibei keenly guessed their preferences, and then quickly initiated conversations based on those preferences.
This was still within the normal range; Hua Sang felt she could also do this.
What was outrageous was that whether it was figurines, electronic devices, junk food, or swords, clay sculptures, or even insect specins, Lu Yibei seed to be particularly familiar with them all, always able to chat enthusiastically with those people, gaining their favor without realizing it.
That feeling was as if, in her past life, she had never done anything serious, always being in a state of losing ambition through playing with things.
But in fact, achieving this was not difficult; one only needed to have a slight understanding of the things the Secret Society mbers were fond of.
It was like, if soone was obsessed with the ga "xx", just saying "Oh, you play 'xx' too?!" had a high probability of making that person talk non-stop to themselves.
Lu Yibei actually didn't do anything; she just showed her love for those things in an exceptionally genuine and natural way. Most of the ti, she was listening, only occasionally accurately catching the other person's G-spot and giving positive feedback based on her superficial understanding of those things.
And then...
She gained the initial favor of a large number of Secret Society mbers.
Lu Yibei, "..." These guys, aside from being obsessively dependent on a certain item, are actually quite simple in personality. When I suddenly defect, many people will definitely be heartbroken, right?
Tsk, it makes feel a bit awkward...
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Not knowing how long he had been unconscious, Fang Ji slowly woke up.
Before opening his eyes, he slled an indescribable stench entering his nostrils and felt waves of pressure on his body.
That feeling was like lying among a pile of rotting corpses.
He suddenly opened his eyes and then discovered that he was indeed lying among a pile of corpses, only they were fresh corpses.
The corpses that had just been killed by Lu Yibei not long ago, enough to pile up into a small mountain.
He was pressed at the very bottom, almost integrated with them.
A broken head, covered in white viscous liquid, was right next to him, face to face, eye to eye.
In panic, Fang Ji subconsciously wanted to struggle to get up, but suddenly found that his body couldn't move at all.
Although the thirty-six sealing Spells of Night Watch Number Three didn't consu much Spiritual Energy, it was clear that when combined, their effect was outstanding!
Faced with the suddenly rioting Secret Society mbers and the various items whistling towards them, Lu Yibei had no confidence in guaranteeing Fang Ji's safety.
Corpses were not items. Hiding Fang Ji in the pile of corpses was the optimal solution she could think of in that kind of critical situation.
If they were lucky, both would be safe. If their luck was a bit worse, one would likely survive.
But.
This approach, however, brought Fang Ji an extre experience of terror, as if waking up after being buried alive.
The mountain of incomplete limbs, the indescribable bloody sll in the air, the faces of those who died with their eyes open...
Being in the midst of it, Fang Ji felt as if his whole body was being electrocuted, with waves of numbness. He couldn't stop trembling, his heart pounding violently as if it would burst through his throat. He opened his mouth to shout but couldn't make a sound.
Soon, under such intense stimulation, his consciousness began to waver.
Gradually, the things before his eyes began to beco blurred and illusory, and sothing appeared before him.
He seed to see the past.
He saw his past in that small town where the sun never shone all day, and wherever he looked, dark green mycelium grew.
At that ti, he seed to have died once already, his broken body casually discarded among piles of corpses, just like now.
The reason he was able to survive was entirely due to the golden light he saw in his dream when he was unconscious in Qingnang Grass Hut not long ago.
In a hazy state, he saw that golden light again, and the figure bathed in the golden light, beautiful like the morning light in early spring.
That figure, just like last ti, whispered sothing to him, like telling the story of soone's life, so long that it made him drowsy.
But unlike before, this ti, he finally caught a relatively clear sentence.
"Live on in my place, don't look for the holy relic, that's a conspiracy..."
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