Chapter 17 Have You Ever Witnessed a Spell Formula for Targeted Summoning of Souls?
A moment ago, as Luxianbei was passionately caring about her senior’s spiritual life, at the edge of a basketball court in Huacheng University.
A girl dressed in white sat in the corner of the audience stands, her figure concealed in the darkness.
Beside her were two basketballs that had already lost their skins, as if deflated, lying limp on the ground, aligned with the head she cradled in her arms.
A shadow, completely black and resembling a chubby version of the suspect from “Shitting Killed by God Elementary School”, sat beside her.
The headless girl wandering, the basketballs bouncing in the late-night campus, and that “roommate” who steals snacks and toilet paper… many of Huacheng University’s famous urban legends seemed to gather here.
An eerie and sinister atmosphere was wafting across the basketball court.
“……” In the silence, the head in the arms of the decapitated senior glanced around and sighed silently, “You all don’t need to accompany me. I’m not afraid of Jin Yecheng; I’m just worried about scaring him, which is why I’m hiding.”
The roommate grabbed a handful of potato chips swiped from some unfortunate soul and stuffed them into her mouth, chewing loudly while glaring at the decapitated senior with a look that barely concealed her cunningness, and lamented, “Why are you so good-natured? If it weren’t for him making a fuss, would you have to turn out like this?”
“If it were me, I would make sure that in school, he goes a whole semester without any toilet paper!”
Well, given that statement, if someone wakes up in the morning to find their snacks or toilet paper missing, in more than half the cases, it’s likely her doing!
The decapitated senior lowered her eyebrows, bitterly smiling, “But even if I take revenge on him, I can’t turn back into a human, can I?”
“……” The roommate opened her mouth, revealing a mouthful of bright white teeth, hesitating to respond.
She didn’t know how to respond to that.
Just as the decapitated senior said, she also knew that avenging that classmate who spoiled her homemade sauerkraut and didn’t throw it away, causing her to be poisoned and d*e, wouldn’t change the fact that she had already turned into an urban legend.
“DUANG! DUANG! DUANG!”
After a brief silence, a loud metallic thud echoed as it hit the ground.
A bronze statue of Mr. Lu Xun jumped out from the darkness into the basketball court, landing beside the decapitated senior while emitting a series of disturbing sounds.
“Hmph!”
“What did you say?” The decapitated senior blinked in confusion, not quite understanding Mr. Lu Xun’s meaning.
“Hmph! Hmph! Hmph! Ah——!”
The decapitated senior opened her mouth, just about to ask what Mr. Lu Xun was saying when she heard the basketball next to her say, “It said, the Calamity Witch took advantage of Jin Yecheng burning incense for you and blocked him on the main path at Gate Four.”
“Hmph! Hmph!”
“Oh right, I also heard screams.” The basketball added.
“Oh no! That’s the Calamity Witch! You need to go check quickly, or that kid will be played to d*ath by her!” The roommate exclaimed.
Although she had little contact with Luxianbei, she was very familiar with the little urban legends from Luxianbei’s family, often colluding in the dark of night to cause trouble around campus.
She was well aware of the Calamity Witch’s cruelty, and suspected she had a tendency for sadism.
Hearing this, the decapitated senior pursed her lips and stood up, saying, “Alright, I’ll go take a look then.”
Though she knew that the junior not only had a good physique but also a kind heart, this concern was about her own well-being, and she couldn’t just stand idly by!
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“So, is this the reason you scared him unconscious?”
Luxianbei cradled Zhipianxian’s head, tilting her head as she stood face to face with the decapitated senior, resembling a pair of twin sisters.
“No, no, I didn’t scare him!” The decapitated senior hurriedly explained, “I didn’t scare him. I just got here, and when he saw me, he screamed a couple of times and bared his teeth, saying, ‘Jiang Yuzhen, you, liar!’ and then passed out.”
Luxianbei glanced at Jin Yecheng, who lay on the ground in shock with eyes wide open as if unable to close them, and sighed with her hand on her forehead.
This sort of retrospective operation is bound to make one seem like a liar, right?
Physically, he seemed fine; she just hoped he wouldn’t have any mental issues.
Just as Luxianbei was pondering this, the decapitated senior quietly probed, “Did you say something to him? I…I’ve never deceived him…”
While speaking, she sneakily glanced at the head in Luxianbei’s arms, quickly averting her gaze as if afraid of being discovered.
“No.” Luxianbei responded seriously, then changed the subject, “By the way, I just got a bit of information from his mouth that might help you find your murderer.”
“Murderer?” The decapitated senior’s brows knitted tightly, her pupils slightly trembling.
The dual betrayal of her boyfriend and close friend, footsteps covered by heavy rain, sudden shadows appearing, a suffocating sense of despair after her neck was severed, and the ugly face fleeting by in the brilliant lightning…
Fragments of broken memories surged forth, stimulating the decapitated senior’s mind, causing her to struggle in fear, helplessness, pain, and despair… Spirit energy fluctuations also showed signs of abnormality.
Seeing this, Luxianbei reached out her hand, hovering uncertainly in the air for two seconds, unsure whether to place it on the decapitated senior’s shoulder or head, before finally settling on her neck, where bl**d was gushing out, and the result was…
“Yin!”
As if having touched something indescribable, the decapitated senior let out a soft m*an, her body stiffening.
Luxianbei’s eyes twitched, quickly retracting her hand, “Senior, don’t think about it; you don’t need to recall the murderer or the scene of your assault.”
Human fear ultimately stems from d*ath; asking someone brutally murdered to recall the scene of their victimization is too cruel.
“What I want to say is, if possible, could you recall any information about Hu Chuan? For example, his family address or his identification number?”
“You guys dated for over a year, you should have…”
“Not at all! We haven’t even kissed.” The decapitated senior suddenly became agitated, bl**d spraying out from her neck two meters high like a fountain.
That bizarre and bloody scene could easily give some folks who need to go to the hospital some wild ideas.
After a while of bl**d spraying, the decapitated senior finally stammered, “Well, wasn’t that kind of thing supposed to wait until after marriage?”
Luxianbei, “？？？”
It’s not that being pure is a problem, but is this something a little urban legend who has been peeping at handsome boys taking a bath would say?
Could it be that the senior is actually a pure-hearted LSP type of beautiful girl?
“While we haven’t done that, I know he has a cousin living in Huacheng.”
The decapitated senior’s words interrupted Luxianbei’s thoughts, making her eyes brighten slightly, “Oh? Where is it?”
“Number 16, Hongshan Villa District.” The decapitated senior responded firmly.
Upon hearing this unexpected answer, Luxianbei paused for a moment and asked, “Are you sure?”
Isn’t that the territory of some god?
Moreover, I’ve been to that address at Hongshan Villa District.
“I’m sure.” The head in the decapitated senior’s arms nodded, “Hu Chuan took me to his cousin’s party; his cousin kept staring at me with ill intent and kept getting me drunk, which made me really uncomfortable, so I remember it well.”
Party, getting drunk… Luxianbei rested her chin on her hand, nodding thoughtfully.
From this description, it can basically be confirmed that it’s got to be that guy Li Tanghan. The Huacheng Siye Society has long suspected him of being a devotee of some god but hasn’t been able to gather evidence to sanction him.
This could explain why Hu Chuan could enlist Zhang Shuo’s help; it’s likely there’s some hidden transaction involved.
Tsk, men really are terrifyingly competitive in front of girls they like!
For such a trivial matter, he actually used the connections of a devotee of a god… Surely the cost was not small, right?
I never expected it would involve some god; things are getting complicated! Luxianbei thought.
Though after the Hundred Demons Walk, Huacheng had become the area she commanded, there were still some “blind spots” in that region.
For example, that abandoned coal mine and Hongshan Villa District…
The difference is that one is due to the formidable urban legend hidden beneath the abandoned coal mine, which poses little threat and is not worth confronting.
The other is simply because she is really scared.
The Hongshan Villa District, that strange statue, has symbolic significance directly pointing at some god, and one careless mistake could summon Him.
Luxianbei had previously asked Stinky Sister if she was stronger than some god, and the answer was fifty-fifty.
Knowing that some god ≈ Stinky Sister, and Luxianbei < Stinky Sister, one can deduce that Luxianbei < some god.
So why provoke something she can’t defeat?
Given that she already has a grudge with Meng Meng, it’s already surprising they haven’t come for her!
The harm range of an urban legend covering multiple countries is no simple matter.
“However, if you’re looking for Hu Chuan, that might be impossible.” The decapitated senior said.
Luxianbei was taken aback and asked, “Why?”
“Because he is already dead…”
Luxianbei, “……”
No way? Could this be some “broken up means a d*ath” phrasing? Or did he pay the price of his life to teach the senior a lesson? This is a limit exchange!
“Really.” Seeing the doubt in Luxianbei’s eyes, the decapitated senior explained, “I checked the records in the school archive, and it stated he had died just a week before graduation.”
“Really dead?” Luxianbei asked.
“Mm.”
“Good riddance!” A sly glint flashed in Luxianbei’s eyes.
“Exactly, so when someone dies, the grudge disappears!” The decapitated senior agreed.
This was the reason she had been avoiding Jin Yecheng, worrying about scaring him.
Since one of the main culprits was already deceased, she couldn’t bring herself to hate the accomplices either.
“No, no, you’ve misunderstood my point.” Luxianbei waved her hand, “What I mean is, it’s actually easier now that he’s dead. Have you ever witnessed a spell formula for targeted summoning of souls?”
The head in the decapitated senior’s arms widened its eyes, and the severed neck shook left and right.
“I haven’t witnessed it either; I’ve just heard about it.” Luxianbei shrugged, “But I think we’ll soon have a chance to experience it together!”
As she spoke, a cruel expectation flickered in her eyes; she had long wanted to learn Qing Ji’s targeted summoning spell, but had never found an appropriate chance, er, reason!
But now…
Ancestor, it was you who said it, do no evil, adhere to the good.
I’m just doing a good deed here; you can’t possibly not teach me this time, right? Luxianbei thought.
(Today's status is not good, so a shorter update.)
