I joined the group chat as Aizen in the Ninja World

Curly Hair: Haha, who's being filthy now? Don't talk about that useless stuff, the chat history is the evidence! What do you mean by presenting evidence in court? This is what you mean by presenting evidence in court!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: You better say less, it will be embarrassing when Mo Chou wakes up later.

As a close friend, Xiaonan certainly knew what Li Mochou was like. She had gone to such great lengths to conceal the truth, surely not wanting everyone in the group to make a joke of it.

Book Artist: Got it!

Upskirt Maniac: Got it!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: But don’t you feel a sense of accomplishment, dear, after making Mo Chou like this?

This is an actor: No, I don’t need this sense of accomplishment.

An Ran was being honest. He felt that finding a sense of accomplishment in this area was meaningless. If he really wanted to maintain his endurance, he could simply give himself a rule buff that would prevent him from fading, and he could play poker forever.

The Rule Controller is just that terrifying, but that doesn't make any sense.

Glancing at the still soundly asleep Li Mochou, An Ran smiled slightly, raised her head, and her eyes suddenly shone with a burst of blue light. Her sight seemed to penetrate layers of obstruction and enter a gray and hazy realm.

In less than a moment, the gray area was gradually dispelled, and his eyes fell on a black gem.

The gem was worn around the neck, and the wearer seemed to take great care of it. The metal frame next to it was polished to a shine and even coated with a layer of protective oil.

The person wearing this gem was Ciri, who was sitting at a long table, guzzling a drink.

"Don't be impatient, child." Sitting next to her was a white-haired old man wearing fine leather armor. "Eat slowly. Where did you come from?"

"Livia," Ciri replied, "I've been running like crazy for two days and two nights, relying on these legs. I only ate some wild fruits along the way. Damn it, Vesemir, you know, there are a lot of demons appearing in Livia now."

"They are all innocent souls who have nowhere to rest in peace during the war." Vesemir sighed and said, "Did you give them a quick death?"

"No, the quantity is too much." Ciri sighed and shook her head. "Besides, I don't have enough materials to make sword oil."

With her current strength, it is not difficult to destroy the demon spirits, but because the demon spirits themselves have no entity, she needs sword oil to assist in fighting them.

Encountering a swarm of demons without sword oil, Ciri had no choice but to run away.

"You really should learn some magic." Vesemir knocked on the table and said, "It will make your battles much easier."

Physical attacks were definitely less effective against demons, but magic was different. Using magic against demons was several times faster than a demon hunter's sword.

"No, I still don't think I'm suitable." Ciri shrugged and said, "Just one look at those books can make me sleep for the whole day."

"Okay, let's continue with the previous question." Vesemir didn't force it and changed the subject: "Where did you come back from? I mean, before you went to Livia."

Uh.

Ciri stopped eating, her expression a little stiff.

"If this is your little secret, then just pretend I didn't ask." Vesemir spread his hands.

"No, it's not a secret." Ciri took a breath and said, "Before Livia, I went to another world. Using my ability, you know it."

"Another world?" Vesemir nodded in realization. "It must be very interesting there. Otherwise, you wouldn't have stayed there for nearly six months."

"In fact, it wasn't half a year at all." Ciri couldn't help but complain.

It was only after returning to this world that she realized the two worlds flowed at completely different speeds. She had only been with An Ran for four or five days, but upon returning to this world, half a year had already passed.

It took her a whole day to adjust to this perspective on time.

"If you don't mind satisfying the curiosity of an old man like me, could you tell me what kind of world that is?" Vesemir asked softly.

The old witcher was as thirsty for knowledge as he had been in his youth, and this even involved another world.

"Ah, it's a special world." Ciri took another sip of the drink in her cup, her eyes revealing longing. "And there are very special people, very special people."

"Well, it seems that our little princess has found her true love in another world?" Looking at the other person's eyes, the old man Vesemir instantly understood something.

"Yes, that's a man I'm unwilling to let go of no matter what." Ciri blinked and said frankly: "Or, is it more appropriate to use a boy?"

“I hope he can withstand Geralt’s fists.” Vesemir smirked. “This guy just gave the sheriff of Novigrad a beating yesterday.”

"That's his style." Ciri also laughed and said, "But this time, I will definitely help my man."

"Alright." Vesemir sighed and said, "Your departure has driven Geralt and Yennefer mad. They're looking for you everywhere."

"I know, that's why I came back." Ciri patted her belly and stood up. "Vesemir, is my Kelpie in the stable?" As she spoke, she walked towards the door of the hall.

"Of course, it has always eaten the best feed." Vesemir looked at her back with a look of relief on his face.

The little girl who used to chatter behind him is now finally able to stand on her own.

783 Lanruo Temple

It looked like she would soon be flying into a dead end.

An Ran looked at Xili, who was ready to go, with a slight smile on her face. Having read the plot of her original novel, she knew what kind of risks Xili would face on this trip.

The most terrifying enemy in her life, a source warlock more dangerous than the Wild Hunt. If it weren't for fate, this girl would have become a mindless breeding machine.

But An Ran was not worried and had no intention of intervening.

There are some things that people need to experience. Only through setbacks and difficulties can people grow. And the pendant he gave can prevent the worst from happening, so he doesn't need to worry too much.

When he looked away, Li Mochou beside him had already woken up. He stared at An Ran without blinking and asked softly, "Where are we?"

"Hangzhou." An Ran replied calmly.

"They don't know anything, right?" Li Mochou was silent for a moment before asking again. She was genuinely worried that her and An Ran's good deeds would be exposed, which would be very embarrassing for her.

"How long do you think you can hide it from those veteran drivers?" An Ran did not answer directly, but asked instead.

Li Mochou fell silent, as if realizing something. Her cheeks flushed, and she stood up and began to get dressed. "We still have two days to get to Suzhou. Do you want to see what that time traveler is doing?"

"He was thinking about how to give Xiao Feng a sneak peek," An Ran answered bluntly. "However, at that point in time, Xiao Feng didn't hear the hidden meaning in his words."

Ma Dayuan died in the end, just like in the original novel, he was killed by Kang Min and Bai Shijing.

Although Quan Guanqing, such a crucial helper, was missing, Kang Min found another way to seduce another Eight Bags Elder. Just like in the original novel, they set up a trap and prepared to give Xiao Feng a brutal blow in the apricot forest.

Quan Guanqing was extremely anxious about this. He knew very well that after Ma Dayuan's death, the secret letter from former gang leader Wang Jiantong must have fallen into Kang Min's hands.

If this secret letter were to be made public, the leader of the Beggars' Sect would definitely be replaced.

Quan Guanqing didn't want to see this scene.

At least, he didn't want the truth of this scene to be revealed before Xiao Feng was mentally prepared. However, his overt and covert hints were not taken seriously by Xiao Feng.

This made him very anxious and even a little worried.

"This is getting interesting." Li Mochou, who had also observed the scene with the surveillance bacteria, asked curiously, "If things continue like this, will the plot continue along the original path?"

"It's hard to say." An Ran shook her head and didn't continue the topic. "Your two little nieces have been very popular recently."

"What's wrong with them?" Li Mochou was stunned, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Don't tell me yet. You'll know when we meet." An Ran kept it a secret and turned her attention to the group chat.

Illustrator: A school uniform? You're planning on wearing a school uniform in this situation? No, absolutely not! You're the supreme leader representing Academy City, how can you be so casual?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Then do I still have to wear a phoenix crown and a red wedding dress?

Lazy Kitten: Phew, that thing is for brides to wear.

Curly hair: Otherwise, try a Western-style outfit. A long trench coat and black sunglasses, this outfit is sure to stun everyone!

Skirt-lifting maniac: I'm shocked by you too. Am I going to play 007? James Bond?

Hatchet Girl: Hahahaha, Tear's aura is totally enough! But I think there's really no problem with the school uniform for such a scene. After all, Academy City is mainly for students.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Yes, that's what I think. And I see myself as a representative of the students, so I should wear a student uniform.

Book artist: That’s true. Come from the masses and go back to the masses.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Right! These things about leaders’ dignity and the need to wear formal attire are all just nonsense that has been propagated by others.

Lazy Kitten: After saying so much, you still think choosing formal clothes is troublesome, right?

Skirt-lifting maniac: That’s just one of the reasons.

Lazy Kitty: Tsk tsk tsk!

Lin Fengjiao: Everyone, I would like to ask, does anyone know which dynasty the Daqian Dynasty was?

Lazy Little Kitten: What is Daqian Dynasty? Did China have such a dynasty?

Skirt-lifting maniac: There definitely aren’t any in the island country.

Lin Fengjiao: It’s in China. I’m in Daqian now.

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Uncle Jiu, have you…traveled through time?

Lin Fengjiao: Yeah, I just randomly traveled through time. I wanted to try that feeling and experience, but ended up in this place where I have no idea what dynasty it was from. [Picture]

Lin Jiu, dressed in a slate-gray gown, walked down the street, surrounded by the constant clamor of vendors. The accents and clothing of the people clearly made it clear to him that this was ancient China.

But he had never heard of the Daqian Dynasty.

Lazy Kitten: This open-necked robe looks a bit like the ones from the Song or Ming dynasties. It wouldn't be like this in the Tang dynasty, where round-necked robes were more popular.

Book artist: Someone is carrying a knife, is this a martial arts world?

Hatchet Girl: It’s probably a martial arts world.

Lazy Kitten: Not necessarily, maybe it's a fairy tale? If it's a fairy tale, I'm afraid Uncle Jiu will be a little overwhelmed.

This is an actor: Xianxia is also divided into different levels of power, and they are not necessarily unable to withstand it.

The villain in Soul Society: Lin Jiu didn’t enter his identity?

Lin Fengjiao: Well, no.

He was a little afraid that he would suddenly have a parent, a son, a wife, etc. It would be very awkward, and he had no idea how to deal with it.

So in order to avoid embarrassment, he chose not to use identity substitution.

"Have you heard? Something happened there!" Suddenly, a burst of discussion came into Lin Jiu's mind.

"Are you dead again?"

"Yeah, someone was lucky enough to escape this time. But he was frightened to death a few days later!"

"It's terrible, it's really terrible!"

"So where exactly is the place you're talking about?"

"Where else could it be? It's on the Biyun Mountain next door to us!"

"Ah, Lanruo Temple?!"

Wow.

Hearing these three words, the entire crowd exploded, and everyone turned and ran away without looking back, like birds and beasts.

784 The World of Cannibalism

Lazy Kitten: Lanruo Temple, A Chinese Ghost Story? Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?

Lin Fengjiao: I think so.

Lin Jiu had also read Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, so he naturally knew the place name Lanruo Temple.

This is an actor: There is something. It seems that your connection with female ghosts is unchangeable.

Lin Fengjiao: If possible, I don’t want to either.

Book artist: So, what the hell is this A Chinese Ghost Story?

Lazy Little Kitten: Without further ado, let’s get started.

[Hint: The lazy little kitty uploaded his memory, "A Chinese Ghost Story"]

The illustrator of the book: Holy shit, this… is a romance story disguised as a horror story? There’s something to it, this is really something!

Miss Beaver: These ghosts can actually kill people. They're much scarier than the ones we have here.

Curly: It's fake! All of this is fake! There are no ghosts or apparitions! These are all special effects. Do you know what special effects are?

Miss Beaver:?

Skirt-lifting maniac: Don’t pay attention to him, he is afraid of ghosts.

Curly-haired boy: I'm not afraid of anything! Gin-san, I'm not afraid of something that doesn't exist. There are no ghosts in this world! It's all fake!