Chapter 995
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Chapter 995: Variables Occur
The moment this strange fragrance appeared, all darkness within a ten-mile radius around Fang Mo began to surge.
In the pitch-black alley.
A distorted mannequin, crawling rapidly on the ground like a spider, suddenly raised its head.
The black wig covered its hollow eyes, and its neck twisted eerily ninety degrees in one direction. It remained frozen in the deathly silent alley for a long time, as if thinking, as if puzzled…
Finally, it turned its body around and, like a humanoid cockroach, crawled rapidly toward the source of the strange fragrance.
…
In the dark classroom.
On the desk, the pencil hovering above the white paper continued drawing distorted lines, sometimes making circles, sometimes crosses, as if an invisible schizophrenic patient was standing by the desk, chaotically drawing something.
Meanwhile, that spine-chilling voice continued to echo in the classroom.
“If that man is dead, please draw a circle on the paper… If that man is dead, please draw a circle on the paper…
Planchette… Planchette… You are my past life, I am your present…”
Suddenly, the voice stopped abruptly.
The pencil hovering above the white paper also froze.
“So fragrant… so fragrant… want to eat it… want to eat it…”
The voice sounded again, but this time, the pencil didn’t continue drawing on the paper. Instead, it eerily floated up, its tip sharp as a blade, suddenly crashed through the classroom window and flew toward a certain direction.
Dark alleys, empty street corners, cabinets in old houses, worn-out trash bins, the shadowy sides of street lamps…
One pair of eyes after another opened, like dying people who had been thirsting in the desert for over ten days, greedily looking toward the direction of the strange fragrance. The previously peaceful street became eerily restless.
…
On the high-rise building.
“Something’s wrong,” Shao Pingge seemed to notice something, “The ‘Mysteries’ in one area seem to show signs of large-scale frenzy.”
“It’s near the commercial street.”
Lin Qiye sensed the distant situation while frowning, “How could this happen…”
Through his spiritual perception, Lin Qiye clearly saw the scene of Fang Mo killing the rotting “Mystery” but getting wounded by a second “Mystery’s” sneak attack.
He had detected the approach of the second “Pool”-level “Mystery” early on but didn’t intervene. The main reason was that he believed with Fang Mo’s innate abilities, she could dodge this attack, and any minor injuries sustained in the process were necessary steps in training.
Everyone grows gradually through constant fighting and getting wounded. If he protected these new recruits like delicate flower buds, never letting them get hurt, they would never truly grow.
But the chain reaction produced after Fang Mo was injured and bleeding was somewhat unexpected.
If he hadn’t guessed wrong, the “Mysteries” in that area were agitated because they were attracted by Fang Mo’s blood, but why would her blood attract them?
True, Fang Mo carried some of Lin Qiye’s “miracle” bloodline, but Lin Qiye knew very well that even blood containing [Mortal Divine Domain] shouldn’t have this effect, otherwise he would have been torn to pieces by rampaging “Mysteries” back in Cangnan.
“A large number of low-level ‘Mysteries’ are heading in one direction, and some high-level ‘Mysteries’ hidden in that area are also stirring… It seems there are also two ‘Klein’-level ‘Mysteries’ chasing in that direction…
Those high-level ‘Mysteries’ are acting earlier than expected.”
Shao Pingge closed his eyes, seemingly sensing the flow of “Mystery” auras, and said.
After a moment, he opened his eyes and looked gravely at Chen Han beside him:
“It’s time for you to act.”
“Mm.”
Chen Han seemed to have been waiting for this moment. His right hand rested on the sword hilt at his waist, two gleams of light flashed in his eyes as he stepped into the void at the edge of the building.
The next moment, that figure wearing a military coat disappeared from the spot.
…
Under the bridge.
A bloodstained straight sword was slowly pulled from the body of the blood-red wolf dog.
Lu Baozhu stood beside the pool of blood, expressionlessly wiping away the blood on his cheek, as that eye glowing with crimson light gradually returned to normal.
“Dead already… how boring.”
Lu Baozhu returned the straight sword to its black case and turned to look behind him. The little beggar girl was still sitting obediently on the ground, eyes tightly shut, her pale face still trembling slightly from fear.
Lu Baozhu was about to tell her to open her eyes, but then seemed to think of something and silently closed his mouth.
He first dragged the blood-red wolf dog’s corpse and threw it into a pile of wild grass nearby, then used stream water to wash away the blood on his face, cleaned up the ground under the bridge, and only after ensuring there wasn’t a trace of blood in sight did he sit back down by the extinguished campfire and speak leisurely:
“You can open your eyes now.”
Hearing this voice, the little beggar girl swallowed and, covering her face with both hands, slowly opened her eyes.
She worriedly looked around and, not seeing any trace of the blood-red wolf dog, finally relaxed. She stayed in place for a long while before returning to the campfire’s edge.
“Where… where did that monster go?”
“What monster?”
Lu Baozhu casually struck a match to light a flame, rekindling the extinguished campfire. The faint firelight danced in front of him, illuminating one corner of his stern face.
“That big dog with lots of eyes!”
“You saw wrong, there was no such thing,” Lu Baozhu replied flatly.
“But…”
“Shut up.”
“…Oh.”
The little beggar girl hugged her knees dejectedly.
After getting the campfire fully lit, Lu Baozhu stood up from the ground and looked at the dim sky in the distance, his eyes flickering with hints of excitement.
“So Beijing still has hidden ‘Mysteries’… Looks like these three days of vacation won’t be so boring after all.”
He muttered to himself, picked up the black case beside him, and walked toward the dim city outside the bridge.
Seeing Lu Baozhu get up to leave, the little beggar girl was slightly stunned.
“Where are you going?”
“Going for a walk,” Lu Baozhu turned back to look at her.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked back.
“Close your eyes.”
“Close them again?”
“Close your eyes.”
“…Alright.”
After the little beggar girl covered her eyes, Lu Baozhu reached out and touched several large rocks beside the bridge, and an invisible divine domain quickly spread out.
Those large rocks shuddered, and from the solid rock crevices, suddenly split open fierce mouths, while at the same time pairs of crimson eyes emerged from the rock surfaces, like a group of stone demons standing guard beside the bridge.
“You can open your eyes now,” Lu Baozhu said after finishing all this.
Just as the little beggar girl opened her eyes, Lu Baozhu tossed a ten-yuan bill into her hands and turned to walk into the darkness, his voice drifting back:
“When it’s daylight, use the money to buy two boxes of instant noodles. I’ll be back tomorrow night to eat.”
The little beggar girl looked at Lu Baozhu disappearing into the darkness, then at the crumpled ten-yuan bill in her hand, standing dazed in place.
