Chapter Twenty-Nine: Midnight d*ath Bell
In the camera of her mobile phone, Du Sixian was fast asleep, her oval face having a slight baby fat, and the faint freckles on her nose did not detract from her beauty; rather, they added a touch of vitality and playfulness.
A girl like this, with just a bit of dressing up, could easily catch the attention of passersby on the street.
However…
Lu Yi Bei couldn’t focus on her looks at all; the mark on her forehead was too conspicuous, as if containing a strange magical power, shimmering and silently drawing attention.
She expressionlessly rubbed her forehead.
How could she explain this situation to Du Sixian when she woke up?
Did I accidentally activate a supernatural power for you, and now I’m your MASTER?
Would she then say, “Since you’ve taken on your form, I will be loyal to you from now on!”?
How is that possible!
This isn’t some cliché harem novel. A normal person encountering such perverse behavior would definitely call the police, right?
Wouldn’t the Siye Society then receive the forwarded information and come looking for her, putting everything in jeopardy?
Glancing again at the mark on Du Sixian’s forehead, Lu Yi Bei felt an increasing sense of worry.
Speaking of which, this mark wouldn’t have the effect of controlling behavior or dominating minds, would it?
Human nature is the most susceptible to temptation; when a person can manipulate others without restraint, it can often lead to unexpected evils.
Zhao Ke was a bloody example.
Lu Yi Bei didn’t think she would withstand such temptation well; she never had good self-control when faced with temptation.
She couldn’t even control herself from spending money in “Love and Magical Girls.”
Not to mention…
She was already unfortunate enough; if this mark brought misfortune to others, would that be too excessive?
Staring at the sleeping Du Sixian, Lu Yi Bei bit her finger and paced anxiously.
In an instant, it was as if her brain had short-circuited. She leaned forward and started rubbing Du Sixian’s forehead vigorously.
This scene left the nearby streetlight urban legend dumbfounded, only able to roll its tongue around the fluttering moths nearby and continuously shove them into its mouth to mask the fear inside.
Is this how high-level urban legends treat their charges?
Fortunately, I’m just a free urban legend and haven’t joined any organization! the streetlight urban legend thought.
“Zii—!”
A light sound echoed in her ears, like cold water dripping onto a hot iron plate, and the smell of something burning wafted in, causing Lu Yi Bei to see white smoke emanating from Du Sixian’s forehead.
“Holy cr*p!” Lu Yi Bei exclaimed, hurriedly retracting her hand, just as Du Sixian woke up.
“Mm—!”
In her hazy state, Du Sixian furrowed her brows and let out a soft, melty m*an.
Seeing Du Sixian’s reaction, Lu Yi Bei’s body trembled slightly as she stepped back, quickly hiding Du Sixian’s phone behind her.
Like a little girl caught doing something bad by her parents.
Du Sixian opened her eyes and looked around in confusion.
Under the midnight sky on an empty street, bathed in the dim yellow light of the streetlamp, it resembled a faded old photograph, flowing with a hint of cold, crisp breeze mixed with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
Here…
Looking at the scenery that was both unfamiliar and familiar, Du Sixian slightly furrowed her brow, taking a few seconds to realize she had already left the boundaries of that nightmare-like abandoned campus.
The high person really succeeded in getting me out of that ghostly place!
When she was in Shihhekou Middle School, Du Sixian had maintained a basic level of vigilance towards Lu Yi Bei, worried that everything she saw was merely an illusion influenced by the strange powers in that school.
Now that she saw she had safely escaped from danger unharmed, the last shred of doubt she had about Lu Yi Bei was completely gone.
However, how did the high person manage to escape amidst so many urban legends?
She tried to recall what happened before she fainted, but only fragmented images surfaced in her mind.
The last clear memory she had was of Lu Yi Bei softly comforting her not to be afraid and urging her to bravely join the Ghost Board game.
Right, the high person…
The image of Lu Yi Bei flashed in her mind, leading Du Sixian to hurriedly search around for her, and soon after, she spotted the petite girl watching her from a slight distance.
She seemed to always be that way, her expression indifferent, with complex emotions shimmering in her eyes that made others wonder about the heart-stopping stories behind her.
“High person!”
Seeing Lu Yi Bei, Du Sixian’s heart lifted with joy, and she hurriedly sat up, waving at her, “Great! We both made it out safely, what a happy ending!”
Upon hearing this, Lu Yi Bei slightly parted her lips, wanting to say something but stopping short. She merely replied with a bland, “Mm!” as a response.
When you see the thing on your forehead, you won’t be so happy anymore. You might even want to call the police! Lu Yi Bei thought worriedly.
“High person, after going through this, we can be considered bonded by life and d*ath, so we must keep in touch frequently!”
Du Sixian said with a smile, while her mind was still calculating her little secret about recording urban legend videos.
“By the way, high person, let’s exchange contact information?” As she spoke, Du Sixian subconsciously reached for her phone, but when her fingertips touched the empty bottom of her pocket, she was momentarily stunned.
“Eh! Where’s my phone?”
While speaking, she cast an inquiring glance toward Lu Yi Bei.
“……” Lu Yi Bei remained silent, internally struggling for a moment before expressionlessly shaking her head, “I don’t know. In the chaos, I was only concerned with escaping and couldn’t take care of anything else.”
Although lying goes against my nature, I can’t help it! Let’s hope I can bluff my way through this!
Once tonight passes and I solve my hunger problem, I shouldn’t have to transform for a long time.
By then, there will be no “high person” in this world, only “Lu Yi Bei,” and Du Sixian wouldn’t be able to find a way to trouble me! Lu Yi Bei thought.
“That’s true…”
Du Sixian nodded with a serious expression, silently berating herself; it was already remarkable enough that the high person managed to bring her out of such danger, expecting her to keep her belongings safe was a bit much.
Seeing that Du Sixian seemed to have accepted her answer, Lu Yi Bei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, ready to let down her suspended heart, when she heard Du Sixian’s next words, and her heart immediately tensed up again.
“Eh? My phone is still here, and this spare one is still here too. I thought I had lost them all!”
Lu Yi Bei, “??? ”
How many phones do you™ have?!
Lu Yi Bei panicked, backing away step by step, already prepared to hear Du Sixian shrieking upon discovering the strange thing on her forehead from the phone screen.
However…
Du Sixian took out her phone, lightly pressed the unlock button, and aimed it at the front-facing camera for face recognition. Seeing this, Lu Yi Bei covered her eyes, not daring to look at what happened next.
Then… nothing happened.
Du Sixian glanced at the time and softly said, “It’s almost four o’clock! I have to hurry back. Huh? High person, why does your complexion look so pale?”
Lu Yi Bei expressionlessly swept a glance at Du Sixian and said lightly, “I… caught a bit of a chill, I’m fine!”
Why isn’t she reacting? Lu Yi Bei narrowed her eyes, looking at Du Sixian.
She was staring at the front-facing camera, pushing aside her bangs and examining something.
Lu Yi Bei silently leaned closer, discreetly studying her expression. As she moved closer, Du Sixian suddenly turned around, looking distressed, “High person, my forehead…”
Lu Yi Bei was startled and quickly said, “It’s not me, I didn’t, I don’t…”
“How did you get hurt?” Du Sixian pointed at her forehead and said, “Look, it’s all peeling here!”
Lu Yi Bei was momentarily at a loss for words, “Uh…”
“By the way, high person, what did you just say?”
“Nothing.” Lu Yi Bei replied coolly, her brows furrowing slightly.
Strange, can she not see it?
…
In a corner of Huacheng, a cluster of tubular buildings stood close together, like a group of giants witnessing the rise of the city, silently under the night sky.
Among the aged buildings, only one window still emanated a warm yellow glow, white curtains gently swaying in the evening wind, faintly revealing a weathered silhouette. A rich, magnetic voice resounded in the room behind the window.
The layout of the room was not much different from other old homes; a square space of over ten square meters with a desk by the window, scattered with books related to urban legends, displaying a computer and a series of simple broadcasting equipment.
Zhang Shan sat at the desk, wearing headphones, holding a cigarette in one hand while adjusting the microphone with the other, using his magnetic voice to narrate his story.
After a day of rushing around, coming home and tinkering with his online broadcasting station was the most pleasant thing for him.
“Hello, dear listeners! I’m Old Zhang the taxi driver. It’s been a few days; I wonder if you’ve missed me? Hahaha!”
“Back to the topic, today I’m going to tell you about an urban legend incident experienced by a friend who is also a taxi driver.”
As Zhang Shan spoke, he picked up the script he had just written after coming home, a triumphant smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“The story begins on a dark and windy night; that day he had been running around all day and was about to make one last trip home when he received a strange girl at an intersection…”
Zhang Shan spoke in a low tone, glancing at the scrolling comments on the computer screen.
White-Cut Chicken Below Qingcheng Mountain: “That friend you mentioned couldn’t possibly be you, right?”
Unrelated Monk: “Strange girl? What happened next? Did she pay her fare in meat? I always thought you were a serious person, didn’t expect…”
Boiled Mermaid: “What the host said is true; I am that girl.”
Online Old Dirty P: “Host, show us your legs on camera?”
…
Zhang Shan retracted his gaze, slightly grinning.
The audience in the live stream was as entertaining as ever, with pleasant voices, and he loved being here.
As he contemplated this, he leaned closer to the microphone, ready to continue telling his story when suddenly, the phone on the desk vibrated.
“Buzz—buzz—!”
Hearing the light sound of the phone vibrating, Zhang Shan apologized to his audience, “Sorry, I need to take a call!” and lightly swiped the answer button.
“Hello, Uncle, is it convenient for you to pick me up now? I’m at the intersection below Shihhekou Middle School.”
Lu Yi Bei’s voice came through the phone, accompanied by strange electromagnetic interference noise, sounding inexplicably eerie.
Upon hearing the familiar voice on the phone, the smile on Zhang Shan’s face stiffened, and then his lips involuntarily twitched.
She… could it be she knows?
At that moment, Zhang Shan felt as if invisible eyes were watching him from the shadows, a chill running down his spine.
