Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation-Chapter 314 - 249 Elevator

Xue Chuchu didn’t really want to let Tongtong come to the house she rented.

Deep down, Chuchu felt inferior and didn’t want Tongtong to see her living in such a shabby place.

Ever since she started high school, she had never had a classmate over to her house.

Her deskmate, Mu Ying, once invited her to her place but Chuchu declined.

She thought, if she visited Mu Ying, then she couldn’t refuse if Mu Ying wanted to return the visit.

Actually, towards Xue Yuantong, she had harbored such thoughts, but the thing was, she had been to Tongtong’s house more than once and had eaten a lot of delicious food.

"Sigh," Xue Chuchu murmured softly, wishing she had known earlier, she would definitely not have done her laundry and just gone downstairs to the river dam.

But she hadn’t expected that Tongtong would make up with Jiang Ning so quickly.

Tongtong was a bit of a disappointment.

She was halfway through her laundry; she couldn’t just leave it undone.

Xue Chuchu went to the window, and the arguing voices of the elderly and young outside had disappeared, probably because they had called a truce.

But according to Chuchu’s guess, they might continue their quarrel tonight.

"Hopefully when Tongtong arrives, they won’t be arguing anymore; otherwise, it’ll affect the mood."

Xue Chuchu hoped.

"I’m coming down to meet you guys now," Chuchu sent a message and hurriedly left the bedroom, planning to change out of her slippers.

Despite her house being run-down, she still kept it tidy and clean.

A QQ message alert sounded, Xue Yuantong conveyed,

"No need to come down for me."

Xue Chuchu: "Do you know where I live?"

Several hundred meters away, Xue Yuantong was sitting on the backseat of a mountain bike, holding on to Jiang Ning with one hand while fiddling with her phone in the other, although it was a bit difficult for her small hands to type.

With some effort, she typed out a line:

"Yes, I know. Aunt Hua mentioned where you live last time she came over for dinner at my place; I remember it very clearly."

Xue Yuantong was proud of her memory.

After sending the message, she purposely looked over at Jiang Ning’s back, her eyes conveying a message, "All the bad things you did to me before, I remember them all!"

Chuchu replied: "Even if you know, it’s not easy to find my house; the building layout here is very chaotic."

In the city, unlike the countryside where each family’s house is distinguishable and neighbors recognize each other, strangers can simply ask around and find their destination.

However, in the city, especially in the Old City area, the buildings are dilapidated and haphazard, with unfamiliar neighbors, making it too difficult to track someone down.

"Never mind, I’ll have Jiang Ning fortune-tell."

When Chuchu saw Tongtong’s message, her expression was momentarily perplexed; she knew Jiang Ning was great at Chess and also expert at fishing, but fortune-telling seemed a bit of a stretch.

Can a high schooler really handle that?

Besides, using fortune-telling to find her address seemed rather bizarre to her.

She felt it was unreliable: "I better come down and meet you."

Yuantong: "Please don’t, this is a test for Jiang Ning. It’s his fault for sleeping in this morning."

Chuchu considered for a while and didn’t insist further: "Alright then, I’ll wait for your message anytime."

She had already planned to let Tongtong look for a bit, and if she couldn’t find the place, Chuchu would go downstairs to meet her.

It was a good opportunity to prepare an extra pair of slippers.

Suddenly, Chuchu remembered that they didn’t have enough slippers at home.

"Forget it, it would be ridiculous to ask them to wear slippers in such an old house!"

Chuchu abandoned the idea.

To avoid making them overthink, she found a pair of white sneakers for herself.

Outside the building,

Yuantong was sitting comfortably on the mountain bike. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Compared to the skyscrapers in the urban area, the nearby buildings were noticeably shorter, and the already narrow roads were clogged with parked cars on both sides, squeezing the already limited space and exacerbating the lack of greenery.

The street was bustling with pedestrians, bicycles, electric scooters, and cars.

A few boys around fifteen or sixteen years old clustered at the curb, smoking and looking defiant, as if they were plotting something.

Yuantong and Ning’s arrival caught their attention.

Yuantong didn’t linger with her gaze; she didn’t want to cause any trouble for Ning, remembering incidents from her middle school days when she had witnessed roadside confrontations.

From classmates’ gossip, she knew of many cruel incidents – just the stories were enough to instill fear and discomfort.

In this world, some people are just born bad.

Perhaps a mere glance could provoke them.

The group of boys at the curb, one of them noticing this, scoffed at the sight of a boy riding a bike with a young girl; it was particularly irksome.

If it had been night, with fewer people around, he might have gone up and kicked them over without hesitation.

And maybe record a short video to post online, garnering other people’s praises.

He watched them with disdain and took another drag on his cigarette.

However, as he went to smoke again, bizarrely, the lit end of the cigarette aimed straight for his mouth, burning his lips black from the heat.

The next moment, screams erupted as he jumped off the curb in pain.

As he landed off the curb, he stepped on a manhole cover that instantly flipped open, dropping him into the sewer below, disappearing from the street in an instant.

The other boys, witnessing their friend fall into the sewer, first froze in shock then crowded over the opening, looking down at the guy who seemed alright, albeit struggling in the filthy water as the stench wafted up.

Laughter at the misfortune followed.

By then, Jiang Ning and Yuantong had already biked 200 meters away, and naturally, Yuantong was unaware of what had just occurred.

Ning, riding the mountain bike, deftly wove through traffic.

What had just happened was his doing; since Divine Sense had broken through to the ’Burning Lamp’ realm, his abilities had reached a point where he could interfere with the Divine Soul of ordinary people, causing them to miss a crucial moment.