Chapter 33: Fishing Law Enforcement【5K】
After escaping from the pedestrian street, Zhipianxian hurriedly stumbled along the road to Huacheng University of Technology.
He forcibly shed the pain brought by Luxianbei’s control, causing his head to throb, as if a dull kn*fe were slicing back and forth in his skull.
Then.
Accompanied by a chaotic and jarring noise, a whisper echoed in Zhipianxian’s ears.
At times, the voice sounded like an elderly man, deep and hoarse, lacking breath; at times, it resembled a beautiful woman, soft and tender as water; and at times, it was akin to a babbling child, unable to articulate clearly.
Zhipianxian recognized that voice; it was the voice that awakened him.
“He’s back, he’s back.”
“Shut up, I know!” Zhipianxian growled, clutching his forehead. “He will take your freedom, take everything from you,” the voice continued.
He knew this too.
From the moment he opened his eyes and saw this world, he realized he was created by that person who looked exactly like him; he was merely that person’s accessory.
“Resist him, get rid of him, k*ll him,” “k*ll him!”
“k*ll him, k*ll everyone!”
As the whispers grew stronger, Zhipianxian’s vision started to blur.
The campus scenery before him seemed to be corrupted by some evil force, tainted with distorted colors—red as rust, blue as cold, and black as deep.
The pedestrians brushing past him were followed by terrifying shadows; the colors were as chaotic as a spilled palette, faces twisted and hideous. Flowers and leaves dropping from the treetops resembled ashes from a fire or rusted dust blown by the wind.
The world in his eyes appeared to be decaying and falling, becoming grotesque and ugly!
Affected by the whispers, Zhipianxian’s eyes gradually filled with bloodshot veins, and emotions of brutality and slaughter intensified. At that moment, a boy walked over from not far away and stopped in front of him.
“Luxianbei? What a coincidence! Didn’t expect to meet you here. Are you free? Let me treat you to dinner!” Zhipianxian looked up and saw Jin Yecheng, a graduate student brought by Professor Ma.
Yes, Jin Yecheng still remembered his agreement with the calamity—exercise regularly, read more books, eat well, pray to unknown deities daily, and treat junior students to meals.
Zhipianxian stared at Jin Yecheng for a moment, the killing intent in his eyes slowly receding, then shook his head and said, “No, it’s fine, thank you, senior. I have something else to do, so I’ll be leaving.”
With that, he quickened his pace and hurried away.
This wasn’t his first encounter with Jin Yecheng; every time they met, Jin Yecheng was particularly enthusiastic, insisting on treating him to meals.
Once or twice was fine, but the more often it happened, the more awkward it became. Zhipianxian always felt that this senior had a strange interest in him——
On the other side, in the cold drink shop called Gòngchá on the pedestrian street of Huacheng University of Technology.
“Excuse me, a cup of strawberry sago ice.” Luxianbei said expressionlessly to the girl taking orders. After Zhipianxian fled in fear of punishment, he didn’t immediately chase after him.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, but that he couldn’t.
It was just around the time the first big class of the afternoon was ending, and many people saw Yu Jianqiu being splashed with milk tea by “Luxianbei” and awkwardly escaping back to the dorm.
And it seemed that when a quiet and delicate girl like Yu Jianqiu encountered misfortune, she easily garnered sympathy from strangers.
Forget about being splashed with milk tea on the street; even if she accidentally fell and scraped her knee, people would rush over with tissues.
Pretty girls are always given preferential treatment.
Moreover, the pedestrians on the pedestrian street were mostly college students whose passion had not yet been extinguished by the indifference of the world.
Thus, when Luxianbei chased after Zhipianxian across the pedestrian street, well-meaning classmates mistook him for pursuing Yu Jianqiu, stopping him in his tracks and nearly getting into a scuffle.
Originally, this was all a misunderstanding; a good explanation wouldn’t have taken this much time, and it wouldn’t have allowed Zhipianxian to escape.
This was very annoying, like a son teasing a teacher with his father’s phone. When the trouble arose, it was still the father who had to take the blame—quite frustrating and unfair!
However, facing the outraged classmates, Luxianbei was not flustered; after all, he had witnesses to confirm his alibi.
But when he turned around, he discovered Jumeng had already slipped away without a trace.
The witness turned traitor, costing him several times more effort to clarify the situation, but the bad guy’s reputation was unlikely to be cleared anytime soon.
And now, he still had to treat the traitor to milk tea. What kind of logic was that?
Thinking about this, Luxianbei recalled Jumeng looking at the students coming in and out of the milk tea shop, holding milk tea and licking their pink lips, asking him, “Luxianbei, do you think the milk tea that Zhipianxian splashed on Yu girl earlier is tasty?”
That expression was like a precocious child who wanted a toy but didn’t dare say it outright, only hinting endlessly about how another child had one of those toys. How pitiful.
Adding her delicate features and bright eyes, it made her seem even more charmingly pitiful.
Who could resist that?
Luxianbei’s heart softened, and he agreed to buy a cup for Jumeng. Sure! If other kids have it, my kid should have one too.
Before leaving, he asked Jumeng, “Haven’t you ever had milk tea before?”
Jumeng replied, “Peach Source is too far, and they don’t deliver! Besides, those followers always offer me yellow rice wine and white wine. Who can drink that?”
Yet, offering milk tea to the deities seemed off too, didn’t it? What kind of distanced deity were you!? Luxianbei thought.
But then he considered that this might actually make a strange sense.
When people worship deities, they usually offer the same few items, never checking with the deities whether they like those or if they still like them.
In the Gòngchá milk tea shop.
Hearing Luxianbei’s words, the girl taking orders tilted her head, “Excuse me, what did you say?” She had just seen Luxianbei “bullying” Yu Jianqiu and had it in mind to embarrass the scummy guy. “That one!” Luxianbei pointed at the sign next to the cash register, labeled “Seasonal Recommendations.”
“Oh, you mean the cute little pink BOBO?”
Luxianbei looked at her with a blank expression, silent for two seconds, “Yes, that one, please get me a cup.”
“Sorry, what would you like to order?”
“The pink whatever.” “Speak the full name!” the girl demanded.
Got it! Trying to mess with me, trying to make me socially embarrassed, right? Luxianbei realized the girl’s intention, raised an eyebrow, and said loudly, “This beautiful lady, please give me a cup of your pink cute little BOBO!”
The voice was so loud that even pedestrians on the pedestrian street could faintly hear it.
You think that level would make me embarrassed? Not a chance!
He was the one who had run all over the surroundings of Huacheng to visit all the designated fast-food outlets and repeatedly recited a whole segment of the Baihua girl’s transformation lines without changing color.
Moreover, what expression can a flat-faced person have? Even if he was embarrassed, no one would see it.
After Luxianbei finished speaking, the girl looked dazed at the pedestrians on the pedestrian street casting strange looks towards the milk tea shop, feeling her cheeks turning slightly warm.
She intended to make the scummy guy embarrass himself, but why did she end up feeling awkward instead? d*mn, was that the scummy guy’s audacity? Terrifying! she thought.
Seeing the girl frozen in place, Luxianbei waved at her, “Miss? Please give me a cup of pink…” Noticing that Luxianbei was about to repeat himself, the girl quickly turned and shouted behind her.
“A cup of strawberry sago ice!”
Had she done this sooner, there would have been no issue! Luxianbei shrugged—
Minutes later.
At Huacheng University of Technology, on Sakura Avenue.
Jumeng sat cross-legged on a bench by the road, propping herself up with her hands, her neck slightly extended as she observed the passing students, studying their romantic fates, muttering to herself.
“This guy really needs to have some backbone! That girl you can’t lick, you two aren’t meant to be! Hurry up and switch!” Tsk, what a poor girl, a “scummy-man-attracting physique.”
“What the hell!? This bro’s XP is a bit, uh, he might need to see a doctor!”
Just as Jumeng was talking to herself, Luxianbei sat down beside her, placing the milk tea in front of her.
Here you go! I just noticed that the name of this milk tea shop is quite funny. Gòngchá is it meant for the dead to drink? Luxianbei joked, “It always feels like stealing someone else’s offerings.”
“Nonsense, it can also be for the deities!”
Jumeng muttered as she took the milk tea without looking back, inserted a straw, took a small sip, and pouted, “While I can understand using paper straws, this thing really affects the taste.”
Luxianbei crossed his arms, giving Jumeng a sideways glance, and said sarcastically, “A traitor, and you still demand so much? Not only did I not feed you poisonous water, I was already magnanimous.”
Hearing this, Jumeng set down her milk tea, turned to look at Luxianbei, and affectionately said, “Silly boy, if I hadn’t run away then, your situation would have been even worse, you know?”
“Oh?” Luxianbei replied, “I’d like to hear more.”
“Think about it, the Zhipianxian who just bullied Yu girl and was branded a scummy guy, at this time you show up with me, a beauty far surpassing that girl, what would others think?
Wouldn’t they feel like you moved on too quickly? They might even envy you and make their attitude towards you worse,” Jumeng said.
“So, my departure wasn’t betrayal, but rather assistance. You should treat me to another meal at Haidilao!”
She said it as if it made perfect sense?
Luxianbei scrutinized Jumeng.
In terms of looks, if Yu Jianqiu was 82.52 points, then Jumeng would be at least 87.57 points and most of the deducted points would be due to her self-conceited personality.
But that aside—
Where in the world did this strange scoring system come from?!
Luxianbei shook his head, shrugging off the bizarre thoughts, and said, “Alright! This time I’ll consider it as you barely passing.”
As they spoke, he rested his head on his arms, leaning back on the bench while gazing at the lush green branches and leaves above, sighing silently in melancholy, “However, now I’m in trouble. Not only was I misunderstood by Yu girl, but I also let Zhipianxian escape.”
Jumeng sipped her milk tea while blinking her large curious eyes and asked, “No way, little dude? Are you that incompetent? You couldn’t even track down your own Zhipianxian?”
“Of course I can track him down,” Luxianbei shot her a glance.
Not only can I trace him through the link between us, but I can even send a dog after him!
The dog should act like a dog, doing what dogs are supposed to do. Besides suppressing the Spirit Patterns from running wild, the White Puppy should also help with something else, Luxianbei thought.
“Tracking him does not mean catching him; he can locate me through our subtle connection, okay?”
“After all, that thing has its own consciousness. I can’t mobilize the underground pulse aura right now. If he keeps running away, what can I do? In the end, it might become that he escapes, and I—”
“You all fly away!” Jumeng interjected abruptly, then seeing Luxianbei look at her as if she were an idiot, she muttered, “Sorry, you continue.”
“If it really doesn’t work, I can only ask Professor Ma to help as bait and go for fishing law enforcement,” Luxianbei said.
Capturing Zhipianxian in a crowded area would easily cause a commotion unless the power of the Siye Society was used.
But using the power of the Siye Society to capture Zhipianxian would mean that even if he wouldn’t be held accountable for “unreported unauthorized creation of dangerous spirit energy items,” Zhipianxian would surely be taken away by the Siye Society, which definitely wasn’t an option.
“Fishing law enforcement?” Jumeng seemed to think of something, looking at Luxianbei and smiling meaningfully.
“If it’s fishing law enforcement, that little Ma might not be the best bait; I suddenly thought of another good option. Want to give it a try?”
“Another good option?” Luxianbei was taken aback.
Then, as if he understood the meaning of Jumeng’s smile, he said unhappily, “You’re not suggesting that I turn into an urban legend and lure that guy, right? Didn’t I tell you?”
“It can locate me! I haven’t even approached it, and it’s already run away—that’s what I mean by troublesome.”
Moreover, that guy looks exactly like me! It’s strange to flirt with myself, right? Luxianbei thought.
“Pfft!” Jumeng spat, “When did I say you should go? You’re just that confident in your looks?”
Of course I’m confident! You can’t beat me in beauty! Luxianbei silently scoffed, pressing on, “Not me going, are you going?”
“What are you thinking? I’m a dignified deity; how could I possibly engage in such activities?” Jumeng replied, turning her head toward the girls’ dormitory, “I’m talking about Lin Yiqi!”
“Who?” Luxianbei tilted his head.
The name Lin Yiqi sounded familiar, but he couldn’t recall who it was for a moment.
This secondary character probably hasn’t appeared for several volumes now, Luxianbei thought.
“She’s the girl who raises little ghosts!” Jumeng reminded, “I’m quite familiar with her grandmother. The last person responsible for watering me daily was her grandmother.”
When Jumeng was still a tree, the subjects in Peach Source arranged for someone special to water her, offer incense, and replace offerings every day.
From a certain perspective, Lin Yiqi’s grandmother could be considered one of Jumeng’s many wet nurses.
Although she had many “nurses” over the thousands of years, Lin Yiqi’s grandmother was her last one before she took human form, which held special significance.
Oh, you mean the ghost mother of the Polytechnic? Luxianbei remembered who Lin Yiqi was and nodded. He clearly remembered the characteristic of Lin Yiqi raising little ghosts.
“What ghost mother?” Jumeng corrected, “She has a name, okay?”
“Yes, yes, yes, Lin Yiqi, right?” Luxianbei agreed, then changed the subject and asked, “By the way, when her grandmother watered you, did she casually water anything else?”
“I know what you scoundrel mean!” Jumeng glared at Luxianbei, “No, I’m a divine tree; I don’t need fertilizing!”
“Alright.” Luxianbei said dismissively, steering the conversation back on track. “To be fair, if that girl is really willing to help, it would be a great option.”
Zhipianxian, like a hyper-active teddy bear, would approach anyone and use pretty girls to lure him out, which indeed sounded more reliable than Professor Ma.
And Lin Yiqi was indeed very beautiful, even possessing a wifey attribute.
In fact, if not for her beauty, she likely wouldn’t have faced so many experiences that her peers could only dream of.
You can rest assured! Jumeng proudly lifted her chin and said confidently, “With me around, I guarantee it’ll work!”
“Then I’ll leave it to you?” Luxianbei replied.
Jumeng nodded, “No problem, but…”
Before she could finish, Luxianbei interrupted, “You want me to treat you to a big meal, right?”
“Two meals!”
“Deal!”
“Agreed so readily? Why do I feel like I’ve lost out?” Jumeng pouted and reached out her small hand towards Luxianbei, “Forget it, hand me your phone. I’ll call her.”
“Alright!” Luxianbei replied, pulling out his phone and placing it in Jumeng’s palm—
At Huacheng University of Technology, in the girls’ dorm, in the corridor.
Although Lin Yiqi’s relationship with her roommates wasn’t bad, it was decidedly cold. After receiving a call from Jumeng asking for her help with fishing law enforcement, she avoided her roommates and came to the corridor.
Hearing that Jumeng wanted her help, she chuckled and teased, “This is the first time you’ve asked for my help! Of course, I will!”
“That guy is now the king of Huacheng urban legends; I still need to give him some face in his own territory, right?”
“Okay! I’ll tell you later where you can find that Zhipianxian. You can get in touch with him, and after dark, bring him over,” Jumeng instructed on the other end of the phone.
“No problem, leave it to me.” Lin Yiqi responded.
After hanging up, she turned back to her dorm, took off her pajamas, stood in front of her wardrobe bare-legged, propping her chin with one hand, examining her clothes while murmuring to herself, “Which outfit shall I wear that’s not too much but still sexy?”
“Hey, thinking about it, it’s actually been a long time since I went on a date…”
As she spoke, a small, bl**d-soaked ghostly figure floated out from behind her, perched on her shoulder, pointing at the leather skirt in her wardrobe.
