Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 503 - 81 I Thought You Were Going to Rob Me of My Beauty

"Don’t you have anything to explain to me?"

Li Mumu folded her arms and looked at the two girls who were nodding and bowing, their faces filled with a guilty panic.

After Zhou Qing had "transformed", the onslaught of the rat tide had slowed, allowing the three of them to make a narrow escape.

As for Old Third Liu, who had unsheathed his sword in an attempt to help, he had been bitten all over by the swarm of rats and was clearly not going to survive. Similarly affected were over a dozen innocent bystanders on the street.

Logically, such a major incident should have alerted the police by now, but due to the less efficient exchange of information at the time, it was hard to tell how long it would take for those who specialized in handling these issues to arrive.

Li Mumu had no intention of playing the hero.

The main reason was that she still couldn’t figure out how she had gotten tied up with this karmic retribution.

Wearing underwear on one’s head and driving a luxury car in the middle of the night to fight criminals on the street did look cool and exhilarating. It was similar to how, at the start of a typical Eastern fantasy narrative, the protagonist is spurned and oppressed but then becomes incredibly powerful through some twist of fate, aligning with the inner desires of the Federation’s lower-class citizens.

But what was the point?

Without finding the person behind the scenes, even if she killed a hundred or a thousand rats, apart from cleaning up the city and improving the sanitary and safety environment, what use was there?

You better hope I don’t find you.

However, the urgent matter at hand wasn’t to play the famed detective, but to first get her own affairs in order.

A sage in the field of logistics once said, "To repel external troubles, one must first secure internal peace."

Li Mumu stared fiercely at the two little girls.

"I can see it now, both of you are concealing some great skills, and I was the only one kept in the dark. Alright, alright, you think you can treat me like a fool and deceive me, is that it?"

"Not at all, miss!"

Jiang Yinyin tugged pitifully at the corner of Li Mumu’s clothing and said in a low voice, "I really don’t know how I turned out like this, I told you I often have nightmares, dreaming about my mom and dad coming to catch me. And the dream is getting more and more vivid; I can even see Zhou Qing in it..."

"The dream is getting more vivid?"

Li Mumu raised her eyebrows. Although Jiang Yinyin’s words were a jumble, she still understood.

Dreamland runs through the Real World and the Outer Dimension.

Ordinary people encounter all sorts of bizarre phenomena in their dreams because they are actually coming into contact with the Outer Dimension, but because of the barrier of Dreamland, they’re not affected, and at most they just wake up with a start.

Wendy, who controlled Dreamland for Children, could freely travel between the Outer Dimension and the Real World.

"When did you start experiencing this condition?"

"It started last month."

Jiang Yinyin honestly revealed her secret, "At that time, I was still staying at Miss’s house, but in the dream, I returned to Qinghe Middle School, back to my dormitory. I saw a female ghost trying to strangle Zhou Qing, so I escaped with her. Then... then we encountered Sister Chen Yan at the school."

Chen Yan?

Speaking of which, Li Mumu didn’t have a particularly close relationship with Chen Yan.

There’s an especially annoying feature in communication apps of later generations, which repeatedly reminds you that you have X mutual friends with someone and asks if you want to add them as a friend... The product manager who insisted on developing this feature must have been a sociable expert with no sense of personal boundaries.

Chen Yan had a good relationship with Wang Yunxiao and their group, serving as the class president, but she didn’t have as much interaction with Li Mumu.

They both felt that the other was putting on airs.

Chen Yan was a good student, and Li Mumu was a rich heiress.

Each had their own pride.

Chen Yan held considerable fame and prestige in the school, and it was said that she had many admirers. Li Mumu seemed to remember hearing either Youtiao or someone else mentioning that the pretty boy from the next class, Qu Wenming, was always pursuing her, even going as far as to write her love letters.

"Sister Chen Yan told us that all those monsters were conjured by our imaginations, and as long as we’re not afraid of them, they can’t hurt us. The fact that we can become lucid in our dreams indicates that we have latent talents and can see the real world... Although I don’t understand what she’s talking about, the monsters in the dreams no longer chase us after that," Zhou Qing cautiously added.

That’s not funny, kid.

Li Mumu covered her face and sighed. When she first came to this school, she had no idea the waters here were so deep... but on second thought, it seemed reasonable. Otherwise, why would Qiao Hongyi have made special arrangements for her to study at this school?

The "Penglai" that Li Ya had been obsessing over was still a mystery, but it seemed like Li Mumu had found the right place by luck.

Now it looked like Qinghe Middle School really was the kind of school that specialized in cultivating unique talents, only Li Mumu hadn’t studied here and wasn’t aware of any special curriculum.

So... where should I go now?

Should I return to the school overnight or what?

Li Mumu was indecisive for a moment, key being she was still unclear whether the mastermind behind this would continue to make a move.

Just at this moment, Jiang Yinyin and Zhou Qing suddenly shuddered and fell to the ground.

An invisible pressure silently descended upon Li Mumu, causing her to stumble, nearly falling to her knees.

It felt like suddenly returning to Earth from the Moon.

What’s going on? Feeling her body become exceedingly heavy, Li Mumu instinctively tried to open her eyes, but discovered that her usual methods had no effect, as if she had become an ordinary person.

With a sense of realization, she turned her head and saw a black-robed monk wearing a conical hat standing in the distance, hands together in prayer, eyes closed, and he was muttering under his breath.

Is this... have you activated BKB?

Li Mumu’s mind was filled with doubt and uncertainty. This was the first time she encountered a technique that could completely suppress her like this, as if all mystical powers within this realm had been severed, to the extent that even the Red String bestowed by the Guiding Bodhisattva was unresponsive.

At this moment, a sound rustled from the rooftops around them as over a dozen black-clad figures, carrying scythes and hidden weapons, leapt down to encircle Li Mumu and her companions.

The monk with the conical hat opened his eyes and said in a low voice to a man beside him, also wearing a conical hat and carrying a katana, "This humble monk’s Vajra Demon-Subduing Mantra can only suppress such evil creatures for a quarter of an hour. I hope the general will act swiftly to avoid complications as night wears on."

"A quarter of an hour? We won’t need that long."

The man in the conical hat approached Li Mumu, slowly drew his sword, and said coldly, "A beauty from Ming Country with two Ghost Servants as her personal guards must be of high status. Allowing her to return alive would only cause more trouble for us. So, I will just borrow your head here!"

Ah?

You want to chop off my head?

Li Mumu patted her chest, scared to death, I thought you were going to assault me.

How many do you want?