The night was deep, and the stars and moon were dim.
Xia Muzhu, full of grievances, walked under the not-so-bright street lamps, making the delicate low-heel shoes clatter.
Really!
Who is so bored late at night?
Using such a low - class way to deceive people!
Xia Muzhu was fuming. Whenever she thought of the call from that strange number, she gritted her teeth in hatred.
What neighborhood committee?
What registration is needed?
What kind of registration is done at night?
The neighborhood committee has long been closed and off work!
She was so stupid. She actually fell for this trick!
Thinking of this, Xia Muzhu got even angrier. She was angry at the hateful prank call and also at her own stupidity. She forgot to confirm the news with the neighborhood committee and just ran here for nothing, being made a fool of!
Xia Muzhu was in a fit of anger and found everything unpleasant. Coincidentally, there was an empty soda can thrown by someone on the roadside. Although it was not in her path, she still went out of her way to walk towards the empty can.
When she reached the can, Xia Muzhu lifted her foot, ready to vent her anger.
"Clatter!"
As Xia Muzhu had expected, a crisp and noisy sound of the soda can rang out in the quiet and deserted alley. But there was no smile of having pulled off a prank on her face. Instead, she shrank her neck, looking panicked.
She looked down at the soda can at her feet. After confirming that the can was still in place, Xia Muzhu stiffly turned her neck and looked in the direction where the sound of the can had come from.
At a street corner where the street lamp couldn't shine clearly, a man was standing quietly. When Xia Muzhu's gaze fell on him, he suddenly took a step to the side and hid in the alley.
The man didn't hide quickly. Xia Muzhu saw who he was and also saw his eye - catching bleached white hair.
It's him?
Xia Muzhu's heart sank. She had often seen this white - haired man in the past few days, either when she went out to buy groceries or when she went downstairs to take out the trash. She always saw his furtive figure.
Xia Muzhu instinctively looked around. There was no one around, and it was so quiet that there wasn't even a stray cat.
It was already late autumn. Night fell early, and the temperature dropped sharply. People who went out for a walk had already been frozen back home. And this path was not a main road, so there was usually little traffic and few pedestrians.
Seeing that there was no one around, fear welled up in Xia Muzhu's heart. She no longer cared about the empty soda can by her feet and quickly quickened her pace towards home.
As she walked away quickly, Xia Muzhu frequently turned back to look. She found that the white - haired man hadn't left and was still following her.
Moreover, it seemed that he knew he had been exposed, and now he didn't even pretend. He just walked quickly towards her.
Xia Muzhu was extremely anxious. The heavy footsteps approaching from behind were like the howls of a wild beast, constantly tearing at her fragile nerves.
Finally, Xia Muzhu couldn't take it anymore. She could no longer stay calm. She picked up her handbag and started to jog.
After Xia Muzhu started running out of fear, the footsteps behind her also quickly changed from slow to fast and sounded like the person was also running.
Listening to the footsteps getting closer and closer behind her, Xia Muzhu tried hard to suppress the fear in her heart and began to recall if there was a grocery store nearby or some late - closing snack stalls.
As long as she could find even one stall or a passer - by, she believed the person behind would definitely not dare to chase anymore!
But after a moment of recollection, Xia Muzhu found despairingly that the nearest grocery store was more than a block away, at least 800 meters. Moreover, that grocery store was not open 24 hours a day, and it was very likely to be closed at this time.
Just when Xia Muzhu was extremely anxious, she keenly caught a conversation.
There was someone nearby?
Xia Muzhu was overjoyed. She quickly turned around and ran in the direction where the sound came from. After running across a street, in a dark alley of a residential area, she saw a figure.
The man was standing under the dim street lamp, holding a mobile phone to his ear, and was speaking in a rough voice into the phone.
Seeing this man, the glimmer of hope that had just risen in Xia Muzhu's heart suddenly plummeted to the bottom.
Because this man seemed even more worrying than the strange white - haired man who was chasing her closely.
He had a head of non - mainstream yellow hair that covered half of his face, a slovenly standing posture, and a small tattoo showing outside his collar.
This didn't look like someone she could ask for help at all. Instead, he seemed like another terrifying abyss waiting to devour people!
Xia Muzhu stopped in place, gasping for breath. She was extremely conflicted in her heart.
For a moment, she didn't know whether to take the risk of asking the man in front of her for help or to continue running and find a more reliable passer - by to ask for help.
After a few seconds of hesitation, the footsteps behind her got closer again. Xia Muzhu instinctively looked back and saw that the white - haired strange man was less than five meters away from her.
Xia Muzhu was so scared that her legs went weak. She no longer cared about the exaggerated appearance of the man under the street lamp and ran towards the only hope at present.
When she reached the yellow - haired man, Xia Muzhu instinctively hid behind him, pointed at the white - haired man standing not far away, and gasped for breath as she said:
"Big brother, can you help me?"
"He, he has been following me all the way."
"Following?"
"What following?"
The yellow - haired young man put the mobile phone into his pocket. He looked blank, obviously still confused and not understanding what had happened.
Before Xia Muzhu could continue to explain, the white - haired man who had followed her all the way wiped the sweat from his forehead and took the lead to say with a smile.
"It's nothing, big brother. This is my girlfriend. We had a little argument, and she's just being stubborn with me."
Hearing this, the yellow - haired young man turned his head and looked at Xia Muzhu in confusion.
"No, no!"
"I'm not his girlfriend. I don't know him at all!"
Xia Muzhu shook her head like a rattle and quickly denied what the white - haired man had said.
"Dude, don't listen to her."
"She's my girlfriend. Her name is Xia Muzhu. You can ask her if you don't believe me!"
The white - haired man said confidently.
The yellow - haired young man turned to look at Xia Muzhu again.
"No, it's not true!"
"My name is Xia Muzhu, but I really don't know him!"
Xia Muzhu kept denying, so anxious that tears were about to fall.
This time, the yellow - haired young man didn't turn to look at the white - haired man again, waiting for him to come up with more convincing evidence. Instead, he stared at Xia Muzhu for a while and asked:
"I think you look a bit familiar.
Have we met before?"
Hearing the yellow - haired young man's words that seemed like a pick - up line, Xia Muzhu instinctively looked up at him.
Under the dim street lamp, a look of doubt gradually appeared in Xia Muzhu's panicked eyes. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something. A glint of light flashed in her beautiful almond - shaped eyes, and then the light quickly expanded into thick joy and happiness.
She looked at the yellow - haired young man and said in surprise:
"It's you!"
"You're the one who helped me at the pub that day!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
