Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 494 - 72 Tonight I will skip dinner to lose weight

Mumu was not without a place to stay in the Seaside District, but she didn’t go to the headquarters of the New Church of Eternal Life immediately.

She and Xia Yubing hadn’t revealed their true identities at the New Church of Eternal Life, covering themselves with aliases. This was not only a precaution against Max but also made it easier to cut ties and escape at any moment.

Legends are just legends, they can’t be officially recognized, right?

Moreover, Max couldn’t be of much help. Others might not know, but how could Mumu herself not know that the current New Church of Eternal Life was just a shell company, with core members from top to bottom not doing their proper jobs, some living off incense offerings and others embezzling money.

If really necessary, she could call Xia Yubing for help, but that wasn’t needed yet.

They were just a few rats trying to play tricks; if she didn’t have to worry about the safety of these two girls, Mumu wouldn’t bother giving them a second glance.

She found a nearby hostel, got a room, and had Zhou Qing and Jiang Yinyin lie down in the bed to rest, while she sat by the window to meditate.

The malicious gaze had not disappeared and was becoming more unbridled.

Faint rustling sounds came from the ceiling.

Darling, you’re really pushing your luck.

Mumu opened her laptop and glanced at it.

"Detected Level II Magic Object - Hamillen’s Magic Flute, current distance is 165..."

"Detected Level II Magic Object - Witch’s Candy House, current distance is 165..."

"Detected Knowledge Contamination: Traces of a mythical creature from the ancient winter."

"Detected Echo Erosion: The true name of the Great Monarch of Hell."

"Detected Echo Erosion: The ancient secrets of Baishan."

"Detected Echo Erosion: Rats in the walls."

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Wow, accidentally triggered so many debuffs.

No wonder those two girls couldn’t handle it; their performance was actually quite good compared to ordinary people, who might have gone mad on the spot.

The old lady from the Ma Family probably sensed their background and didn’t care much about these details when telling the story. But thinking about it now, the amount of information was actually quite overwhelming.

For instance, the cooperation between the Great Monarch Behemoth of Hell and the Rakshasa, the ancient behemoth excavated from beneath the ice layer. And things like the President formally acknowledging them—all of these were actually quite dangerous and taboo knowledge.

Ordinary people might not fully understand the harmful effects of information dissemination, but even ordinary information without any mystic components could have a significant impact on human cognition.

For example, when some people hear ’Yuzhou,’ their first thought is of Yuzhou people stealing manhole covers.

When some see an elderly person falling, they immediately recall a certain high judge from Jinling.

That’s the state Zhou Qing and Jiang Yinyin are currently in; those pieces of gossip and secret reports, which seem trivial to Mumu, are dangerous and taboo knowledge to them.

It’s said that hearing the real names of some Great Monarchs of Hell could make even demons lose control of their bladder.

The fact that they are only dazed now and have not yet descended into madness is very important, because their cognition has been molded and strengthened, generating a certain resistance, much like the body’s immune system.

After all, they’re kids who will start junior high in the second half of the year; they have at least some ability to discern all this messed-up stuff.

"Is there something going on with you? Why didn’t you come to the station?"

At this moment, a message flashed across the laptop screen, it was from Wang Yunxiao.

Mumu coolly replied, "Nothing much, it’s just too hot and the two of them are a bit heat-stricken. I’m letting them rest at the motel. If not feasible, we won’t return tonight and will stay here overnight."

There’s no close relationship, so there’s no need to report everything to him.

Wang Yunxiao and his group of brothers were nothing more than a bunch of thugs and loafers who loved fighting, capable of dealing with such matters... Well, perhaps in some ways.

Li Mumu recalled the time she followed Wang Yunxiao and others to rescue the young widow and dismantle the Great Luo Sect’s altar.

The fierce aura was indeed capable of warding off evil, but it wasn’t necessary. This wasn’t his territory, and causing any disturbance here was not good for escaping.

Sorry, student Wang Yunxiao, I am not the kind of weak woman you imagine who can’t even kill a chicken, although I’m happy you think so.

However, Li Mumu thought it over and wondered if she should act a bit weaker to reinforce her persona?

Forget it, that guy is full of ambition. He’s even starting to fantasize about NTR scenarios. It’s better not to give him any taste of sweetness lately to avoid him overstepping even more.

"Which hotel are you guys staying at?"

"124 Pingxi Road, Jinhui Hotel."

"How about dinner together tonight?"

Look, what’s called overstepping boundaries, this is it. Give him a pleasant smile, and he starts to climb up the pole.

Li Mumu snorted coldly in her heart and replied, "I’m on a diet, not eating tonight."

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"There’s been an incident."

Wang Yunxiao closed his notebook, turned to Youtiao, and said, "Grab your weapon, follow me."

Li Mumu’s reply seemed fine, but it had a strange flavor to it, as if her heart wasn’t in it.

Heatstroke? What a joke.

No way Zhou Qing would get heatstroke!

Do you know how hard it is for her being haunted by ghosts every day?

Forget Tianmen’s bit of sun. Even if you send her to the Western Regions to stand in the desert all day, getting baked into a raisin, she wouldn’t suffer heatstroke.

Besides, you were visiting someone at the hospital, not laboring on a construction site. Heatstroke? Ridiculous!

If you say those two girls got tired from walking, Wang Yunxiao might still believe that.

But then Li Mumu ends up saying she wants to lose weight.

I don’t believe that for a second!

You, an Eldest Miss always indulge in all kinds of food—ice cream, cola, burgers—not missing a single one. Suddenly you remember you need to lose weight at night?

Definitely something going on over there; otherwise, are three girls full and bored enough to spend the night outside?

At that moment, Wang Yunxiao didn’t really feel like dealing with the Shen family’s issues anymore.

The wall of the Shen family isn’t something that can be taken down in one day, and he currently didn’t have any good plans either.

Comparatively speaking, Li Mumu’s situation seemed more critical.

If Eldest Miss Li even scrapes an oil pimple, our brothers might have two fewer pounds of meat in their bowls.

Wang Yunxiao didn’t even need to rally the troops; hearing that Li Mumu might be in trouble, his brothers were all filled with righteous indignation, ready to explode in fury.

In the past, when everyone was poor, their pockets were cleaner than their faces, and when they fought, they either relied on their fists or picked up bricks.

Now, even though they were still not wealthy, their pockets were somewhat better off. The police force’s new equipment was still far off, but fortunately, their salaries weren’t docked. After getting his paycheck, Wang Yunxiao went to the hardware store and equipped each of his brothers with an ax.

Normally, for some idle folks like them, the standard issue should be a watermelon knife—lethal enough but too conspicuous. An ax wasn’t as conspicuous, and if caught, one could still argue that they were out to chop firewood.

The ox ear knife was even worse, that thing was truly meant for killing. Except for Eryang, who knew how to wield knives, Wang Yunxiao didn’t dare let others use it, fearing they might accidentally stab themselves during a fray.