Love, Gun, Cupid

"If this makes you feel better, then go ahead."

"Stop fooling yourself. As your rival, I study you day and night. No one understands your mind better than me, not even your little lover."

Di Tao grinned and said, "You were transformed into a swordsman in Jiuhua Mountain, and also into a sword. At the same time, your head was stuffed with the sour smell of traditional swordsmen."

These ancient people living in the modern world are torn every day. Their spiritual pillar is tradition, but the times have abandoned tradition, and they realize that tradition is powerless in modern society. So they can only suffer in confusion and lament the decline of swordsmen.

You are unwilling to accept defeat and want to prove yourself. In modern times, swordsmen who adhere to tradition can still gain a place in society. So, even though you have better weapon combinations, you participated in the qualifying round with only three swords.

However, how did you manage to fight your way to the finals in the qualifying rounds? I guess it was deception, threats, bribery, or destroying your own weapon... and protecting one's own sword is one of the swordsmen's traditions.

You chose victory over the swordsman's obsession, which is not wrong. However, it's ironic that even if you win in the end, what will you prove? That swordsmen should die out and that positions in modern society should be seized through modern methods?

That's already ironic, but it's not the most ironic part. Your little lover brings me such surprises and joy; just thinking about what he did in the final makes me want to sleep with him.

He, an extraordinary individual at most an intermediate goalkeeper, a complete novice in swordsmanship who is not even an amateur, according to your broken traditions, he is not even qualified to call himself a swordsman.

He is weak, naive, and adorably foolish, lacking the decisiveness to fight back... These weaknesses will become his fatal wounds, and reality will teach him a lesson.

However, he won. He took up his sword and fought the King of the Forest like a swordsman. Although his magical spells exhausted the King of the Forest, in the end, he ended the King of the Forest in the way of a swordsman and conquered the greatest pain in his soul—himself at the age of fourteen.

Here comes the most ironic part of the play: Lin Jiade proves the swordsmanship in the way a swordsman does, but this has nothing to do with you as a swordsman, nor with you as a sword; you are just an outsider.

If you didn't have a lover, you could comfort yourself by saying that swordsmen should indeed retire from the stage of history, proving that your despicable behavior wasn't your fault. But the existence of your lover leaves no excuse for your despicable behavior.

He's still confused about how to get revenge on you, but in reality, he already has. He should see your expression now—how ridiculous! Hahaha!

Di Tao laughed so hard she choked on her own saliva. She coughed loudly, her face turning bright red. She gasped for breath, her chest heaving rapidly, her secondary sexual characteristics almost bursting out of her clothes.

This made Mu Mian frown. The part of the ground peach that attracted men was exactly what she found most disgusting. She didn't want to have such curves; just thinking about it made her want to vomit.

Mu Mian coldly said, "Being a swordsman is just an insignificant obsession of mine. It would be best if I could achieve it, but it doesn't matter if I can't."

If we're talking about pathetic people, you're the most pathetic one. You made competing with me your whole life. Now that you can't compete with me anymore, how are you going to live?

You are anxious, you are confused, you loudly mock my failure, but unfortunately, I know you very well. The more you talk, the more it proves your weakness: the Hart family, whom you cherish most, has already abandoned you.

You've said enough. Let me settle our scores first.

Kapok took a glass bottle out of her suitcase, stepped on Ditao's back, unscrewed the stopper, and poured it onto Ditao.

The moment it touched Jimo, the black, viscous liquid broke down Jimo's clothes, covered her skin, and finally solidified into a smooth, somewhat elastic gel suit. Dog ears and a tail appeared on the top of Jimo's head and tailbone.

Kapok told the story of the ground peach's fate: "From now on, you will live as a dog. At first you will resist, but this thing will erode your mind and eventually make you live as a female dog. You will submit to me, flatter me, and do what I need."

Ditao struggled desperately to no avail. She asked, "Where are the other sisters?"

"Some will turn into cats, some into dolls, and the rest will remain in my shadow, becoming my subordinates and tools... After all, we've never had any sisterly affection, have we?"

That's true.

The black mass of latex had covered Momo's neck and stopped there. Without thinking, Momo braced herself on all fours like a dog. She tried to stand up, but the latex's force held her in place.

“Welcome to the Abyss, my sister,” said Kapok.

Di Tao then realized that she was doomed, and in her last moments of lucidity, she said, "I've also left you a gift."

"Ok?"

“In the final match at the Diana Sacred Grove, I took a break from fighting with Lingard for a while. I told him my thoughts on how I would punish him after I won, in a way that would cause him the most physical and mental pain.”

Perhaps he simply ignored it, or dismissed it as my rambling, but... if he truly listened and put it into practice, my sister, you too will suffer in the abyss, with no release but death.

Abyss Warbler (11→10)

Lin Jiade felt that his sky was clear, but the people around him were not quite right.

After he mustered the courage to express his desire for Dujuan, she treated him as always, full of lies, control, and cunning, physically intimate with him but emotionally distant.

She sat next to him as he walked home, but the young man felt no intimacy. Was she regretting something? Was she angry?

Hehuan was also quite cheerful on the night she won the championship, but when Lin Jiade looked at her again today, he found her frowning. When their eyes met and he conveyed his questioning signal, Hehuan quickly looked away, as if she was afraid of something.

Lin Jiade wanted to ask, but there was a large group of people between him and Hehuan. Besides, Hehuan had other friends, and things could always be resolved.

Kapok was in a good mood. She had obtained her advanced professional title and defeated Di Tao to eliminate the threat to the legitimacy of the Hart family. Her future was bright. Unfortunately, he no longer wanted to share her joy.

He and Du Juan returned home together. Jianlan hugged him and gently rubbed against his body, her movements passionate yet unfamiliar. Jianlan had always been very proactive, but never as aggressive as she was today, as if she were hunting her prey.

When they parted, Lin Jiade felt that the familiar Jianlan had returned. Jianlan stared at him blankly, then laughed and brushed the matter off.

"strangeness."

Lin Jiade glanced at the time; it should be break time between classes. He called Jasmine, but she didn't seem to be in a good mood. Her low spirits permeated the receiver, making Lin Jiade feel sullen as well.

How much have I missed?

He got up to get a drink, opened the door, and saw Wei Ying in the kitchen, wearing a tank top, shorts, and sandals; the change of seasons hadn't affected her attire.

She saw Lin Jiade, so she took out a bottle of soda from the refrigerator, intending to toss it over, but she glanced at Lin Jiade's left leg, pursed her lips, and walked up to the young man and handed him the water.

"Are you free?" she asked.

"Have."

"Log in, let's duo queue."

Just as Lin Jiade was about to take out his phone, Wei Ying waved her hand and said, "Turn on the computer."

"You brought the computer?"

"I bought another one from here."

Lin Jiade stood up, then, remembering something, said, "How about we start a voice channel?"

"No, let's play together."

Lin Jiade went to turn on the computer, and the scenery in front of him suddenly blurred. In the blink of an eye, his desk doubled in length, and the other half of the space was occupied by Wei Ying's computer.

"Don't worry, I'll change your room back after I finish the game. The food is behind you, and the toilet is on your right. I cut the space and temporarily glued them together."

“I don’t really understand…” Lin Jiade said.

"I want to rank up today and finish the game as soon as possible, so I don't want you to move around too much."

"As expected of you..." Lin Jiade exclaimed.

The warbler glanced at him: "Is there something strange about me?"

"That's why I feel something's off about everyone. Do you know why?"

The warbler replied indifferently, "I don't know, and I don't care about them."

"What about your sister?"

"She went back to the heavens... Hey, hurry up!"

Seeing Wei Ying urging him on, Lin Jiade stopped talking. She had previously impersonated him to spend the New Year holiday with his parents, and he owed Wei Ying a favor.

However, his desire to repay kindness soon turned into a competitive spirit. He and Wei Ying shouted and yelled in the room. When he won, he boasted about his brilliant performance, and when he lost, he blamed the other party for everything.

After two games, the task of helping Wei Ying reach the next rank was completed, but they played for another hour before reluctantly quitting the game.

Lin Jiade reached for his drink and found it was empty. Wei Ying tossed him her half-empty one, which he downed in one gulp. He felt dizzy but incredibly refreshed, as if he had performed the Pugachev's Cobra maneuver in the sky.

"When are you having surgery?" Wei Ying asked.

"Let's go for a check-up tomorrow and see what the doctor says. Don't worry, even if I have leg surgery, it won't stop me from playing games with you."

"Do you think all I do is play video games?"

Lin Jiade pointed to the wall, and Wei Ying pasted over a part of the room she shared with Du Juan. Wei Ying's schedule was hanging on it, and at a glance, it was clear that Wei Ying was playing games almost all the time.

She has an enormous appetite, dabbling in everything from the world's most popular online shooting games to indescribable games that are only circulated in forums. If there were an institution in the celestial realm that could treat internet addiction, Wei Ying's level of internet addiction would probably be at the level of a death row inmate.

Wei Ying glanced at the keyboard, looking slightly embarrassed. She looked down at the keyboard and said, "I just... want to know if you're still going to be a swordsman?"

"Yes, I should thank you, Weiying. You gave me courage, and the swordsmanship you taught me came in handy, if you don't mind that I'm clumsy..."

"Then there's no problem. I like you when you're obedient... cough, I mean, I don't have any expectations for humans, so as long as you're obedient, I'll keep teaching you."

As the sun began to set, Lin Jiade vaguely felt that the face of the reed warbler overlapped with that of the cuckoo. They were indeed sisters, always trying to control the person they liked.

After the trials of the finals and the Temple of Diana, Lin Jiade's mindset shifted. He shook his head and said, "No, I don't want to be completely controlled by anyone anymore. Reed Warbler, you have no idea how happy I was when I fought against the King of the Forest and ended the match as the King of the Forest."

I followed my heart and did what I wanted to do. At that time, I didn't consider the consequences of failure at all; I only felt freedom and joy, a joy I hadn't experienced in a long time.

Wei Ying was stunned. She taught Lin Jiade to listen to her instead of bad women, but she didn't expect that Lin Jiade would not only harm her sister (she didn't realize it), but also harm herself (she was very angry).

Wei Ying was willful. Taking advantage of Lin Jiade's current inconvenience, she got up, ruffled Lin Jiade's hair into a mess, made a face at him, and ran away.

Lin Jiade looked at her helplessly. Now that he was certain of his desire for Du Juan, he naturally felt a similar affection for Du Juan's sister. The reed warbler wasn't Du Juan, but there were moments, from certain angles, when she looked very much like her.

The warbler was unaware of Lin Jiade's thoughts, otherwise she would have definitely turned him bald. The only sun in Lin Jiade's house (temporarily) hummed a song, restoring the space to normal.

Jianlan was at work, and Jasmine was at school. Only she and Lin Jiade were at home. She planned to wait for Lin Jiade to finish dinner and then play a different game.

She returned to Lin Jiade's bedroom, where Lin Jiade was video chatting with Du Juan. The expression Lin Jiade gave his sister was even gentler than the expression he gave his two official girlfriends.

She suddenly felt tired and didn't want to play the game anymore. She went back to her room, beat up the pillow as if it were Lin Jiade, and then covered herself with the blanket and went to sleep.

Omens - Flowers That Are Not Flowers

Long, long ago, there were legends about a witch and her black cat, and the horrors that followed.

Black cats come from the wild, yet they have become parasitic on human history. When they find a pregnant woman alone, they will transform into human form to seduce her and mate with her.

Thus, the day before a human pregnant woman gives birth to her baby, a black cat is born. The black cat is usually abandoned by the terrified pregnant woman to cover up her infidelity, and the abandonment will bring all sorts of magical and ominous powers to the black cat.

Women who give birth to black cats are usually just victims of this ominous creature, but occasionally, those who embrace darkness—such as wicked witches who appear as villains in literary stories—will take the initiative to adopt black cats.

In less likely cases, they might take a more extreme approach: first, find a man to impregnate them, then mate with the black cat, give birth to the black cat's offspring, and raise the black cat as its mother.

Black cats born or adopted by witches possess extraordinary power, and they also have the ability to transform and infiltrate human society.

For the first thirty years of its lurking existence, the Black Cat grew stronger each year than before, and in its thirtieth year, its power reached its peak before beginning to decline.

Therefore, the black cats will leave after lying in wait for thirty years, return to the wilderness, and then spy on civilized humans, capture pregnant women, and ensure the continuation of their species.

This was just a third-rate horror story serialized in a third-rate horror magazine, meant to kill time and quickly forgotten. However, readers remembered it vividly, dreaming of it, and at any possible moment, the story of the black cat would cast a shadow over their thoughts.

"Teacher Yang?"

The man's voice woke Yang Xuemeng's voice, and the woman's lightly made-up face was reflected in the window against the backdrop of the night.

At 28 years old, with a doctoral degree and a university lecturer position, she faces three major disadvantages that make her unpopular in the dating market, but there are always people who can see her value.

Today, the man Yang Xuemeng went on a blind date with was her mother's student. Clearly, he was trying to use her to gain access to her parents' resources in academic circles.