The system is very abstract, fortunately I am also.

Chapter 377 Actually, the two-headed dragon is a very mortal being.

In the evening, after school.

The school-wide selection exams for the competition have concluded.

The difficulty level wasn't high, and Lin Li did all the questions smoothly. If it weren't for the fact that she was engrossed in watching the adorable Ying Bao diligently working on the test paper, she could have gone back to the classroom half a class early.

Although Chen Yuying was a bit slow, she still finished writing everything and had time to check it and exchange flirtatious glances with Lin Li.

It is estimated that meeting the school's standards will be no problem at all.

So all we need to do is wait for the results, and task five should be considered complete.

After leaving the school gate, Lin Li rode his bicycle to a small funeral supplies store.

There aren't many clouds today, and the stars are quite visible.

It is said that people turn into stars after they die. Could MacArthur be the reincarnation of Shang Yang?
After all, he was a five-star general.

Or rather, Zac, Lin Li feels that Zac's passive ability is quite similar to Shang Yang's.

Like allusion, I recommend it to a large-scale survey designer.

"Shang Yang knew the strength of a horse, Bi Gan saw the heart of a man; Wang Bo floated on the green water, Qu Yuan stirred the clear waves; Zitui stayed by the mountain, Zhao Bing flowed into the sea; Li Yuan had no eldest son, Erfeng had no elder brother; Sun Bin's feet were twitching, Zuoqiu's eyes were blurred; Li Si walked sideways, how could one distinguish whether the Grand Historian was male or female..."

Singing poems of hell, Lin Li arrived at the funeral supplies store, which was quite fitting for the occasion.

"Uncle, I'm here. Is there anything I can take with me today?" Lin Li said with a smile after pushing open the door and seeing the shop owner.

"Lin Li, you're here," the shopkeeper greeted Lin Li upon seeing him, and immediately got up to go deeper into the shop to retrieve something, while also updating him on the progress:
"The funeral clothes are still being altered, but they will definitely be ready for you tomorrow night. You can take the coffin with you today; the old man's photo has already been attached."

Funeral supply stores are not funeral homes, and normally they wouldn't be open until nearly 10 p.m. The store owner was specifically waiting for Lin Li tonight.

This isn't Lin Li's first day here.

Yesterday, Monday, he took some time to visit this store and ordered a lot of funeral supplies for his grandfather, Shanqing, including burial clothes and urns.

In fact, Lin Li also wanted to make a coffin for Shan Qing. He believed that this would show that he was taking the matter more seriously and would make it easier to meet the requirements of the mission.

But it is indeed a bit inconvenient.

Lin Li would not carry a coffin to the cultivation world; the risk was too great.

But normal people wouldn't bring a coffin into an apartment building.

Although Lin Li could carry it by himself, if a neighbor happened to be passing by and saw someone carrying a coffin into the community in the middle of the night, it would be a miracle if they didn't get sick from the fright.

Even if you're not scared, it can easily lead to misunderstandings that are difficult to explain.

So forget it, let's settle for a whole urn instead.

Although it's almost December, Lin Li doesn't know if the system will take him to the cultivation world again next month, but he can still go twice this week.

Therefore, there is room for error.

If you find that the task has not been completed after the first attempt, you can try to salvage it a second time.

The shop owner had already picked up his things and came out, holding the urn that Lin Li had bought in both hands.

A standard, fairly common type of urn.

It is entirely black, with square lines and clear outlines, and has a few carvings. On the left side of the front is the character "思" (si, meaning to think), and on the right side is the character "念" (nian, meaning to remember). In the middle is an oval jade area, in which a black and white photograph of the Taoist of the Mountain Green is embedded.

—Lin Li has quite a few photos of Shan Qing Dao Ren on his phone, so they are easy to find.

"Take a look, are you satisfied?" The shop owner handed the urn and the cloth supporting it to Lin Li.

Lin Li wrapped the urn in a cloth, put it in his backpack, and smiled at the shop owner, saying, "I'll ask the person who used it for you in a couple of days and then give you feedback."

Shopkeeper: "?"

This doesn't sound like something a human would say.

Lin Li bought a batch of funeral supplies that he hadn't finished buying the night before, then paid and left.

Back on his bicycle by the door, Lin Li opened QQ, because he had seen a message from Deng Zi when he paid the bill.

"Stool: Brother Bufan, are you free now?"

"Stool: I just got some news. A group of people from our school have arranged to fight with people from another school tonight. They just climbed over the wall and are heading out. Is this the information you need? Do you want to interfere?"

Lin Li: Do you know the address?

"Stool: I know, someone who went there told me. The location is rather remote, on the back hill side."

Lin Li: Okay, I'll go take a look.

Opportunities to complete villainous missions are rare and should be cherished.

"Stool: Hey bro, be careful, there are a lot of people, and none of them are going empty-handed."

Lin Li didn't care at all. The gap between himself and ordinary people was now beyond what cold weapons could bridge. Even if he just released a bolt of electricity, these people would have to behave.

After confirming the location, Lin Li turned on the navigation and then stood up on his bicycle.

At this moment, what Lin Li was standing on was no longer a bicycle, but the burning wife from his own home security team.

Push hard!
Sparks flew from the kick!

There's no way around it, because usually these kinds of fights end with the loser calling the police, and when the police arrive, everyone scatters and runs away. If you don't hurry, you might not even make it in time.

To be honest, Disney teaches you how to hate and despise stepmothers, but Japanese anime, Japanese movies, and Pornhub teach you how to fully accept them.

High judgment.

Lin Li suggested building a Pixiv-themed amusement park. He pointed out that Disney theme parks are so successful, and he couldn't imagine how much money a Pixiv-themed amusement park could make.

Anyway, Lin Li is willing to spend money at least once—if he's anonymous, he can spend money twice.

With bizarre thoughts running through his mind and his feet moving non-stop, Lin Li continued his relentless, pig-like charge forward!

Wait a minute...

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a bright light.

A brilliant idea suddenly flashed into my mind.

"Zi-"

Mrs. Shao, who was speeding along, suddenly slammed on the brakes, and then the car and its occupants slowly began to reverse.

Lin Li, who was in the car, turned his head and looked to the side.

A chain supermarket that is still in operation.

He suddenly had a brilliant idea.

He took out his phone—

Lin Li: Don't worry, I didn't go empty-handed with the stool.

……

Upon arriving near the destination indicated by the stool, it was indeed very remote, close to a desolate, low hill. The remaining road was not even suitable for cycling.

Even if you stood up and pedaled, the road would break, so Lin Li simply parked the car on the side of the road and continued walking forward.

Several electric scooters were parked at the foot of the mountain, completely dust-free, clearly indicating they had just been parked.

After walking for only a few minutes, discordant sounds of shouting and cursing could be heard amidst the tranquility.

Following the direction from which the sound came, and using the trees as cover, Lin Li approached silently.

After passing through a dense thicket of bushes, the view suddenly opened up before us.

In the light of several flashlights carelessly discarded on the ground or the flashlights of mobile phones, I saw about twenty people crammed into this clearing in the woods.

The duel has now been decided.

A dozen or so men stood in a circle, looking very arrogant, while in the center of the circle, several boys were curled up on the ground with their heads in their hands.

Scattered on the ground with them were sticks, helmets, and other items.

The standing men may have some scars on their faces, but they all wear contemptuous and excited smiles, cursing and swearing as they wantonly assault the people lying on the ground in the middle.

Although not everyone was wearing a school uniform, it was quite obvious that those standing and those lying down were not the same group.

"Fuck you, Jae-yong! Weren't you so cocky just now? Get up!"

One of the victorious boys, who was leading the charge, was particularly vicious. He was carrying a stick, but it was useless. While cursing, he kicked a figure who was already unable to move and could only instinctively protect his head several times.

The boys around were either kicking other people on the ground or laughing and recording videos on their phones.

The situation has been confirmed.

It is permissible to appear on stage.

And so, in the woodland, amidst a cacophony of profanities and wails.

A powerful melody began to play, sounding like a very old song:
"Can you Feel it! Jean Roch says! Can you Feel it! Jean Roch says——"

Qin Jun, who was kicking someone, frowned, and upon hearing the familiar music, impatiently turned his head:
"Who the hell is watching 'If You Are the One'?! Are you crazy? Watching it at this time of day?"

"Can You Feel It" is the most classic background music for the male guests' entrance on the dating show "If You Are the One".

The group of henchmen exchanged glances, then one of them replied, "No, Brother Jun, the sound seemed to be coming from over there..."

"Cough, cough."

The clear cough drew the attention of Qin Jun and the others.

Beside a bush, a tall man was standing, his face obscured by the shadows of the trees.

And the music now is coming from the phone in his hand.

It seemed that the other person realized that his group was finally looking at him, so he took a step forward and walked into the open space.

Wearing a schoolbag and school uniform, he should still be a student.

Then Qin Jun realized that the reason he couldn't see the person's face clearly wasn't because he was standing in the shadow of a tree, but simply because this guy was wearing a black headband.

Qin Jun: "(；゜○゜)?"

No? Huh?

"Who the hell are you?!" Qin Jun slammed the stick in his hand on the ground with a dull thud, asking in surprise and annoyance.

Lin Li smiled.

He turned off the background music on his phone, then touched the black stockings that Brother Ziang had given him on his face, and began to chant:
"Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully tell you." "Some belong to the night, some belong to black stockings. The night belongs to everyone, but black stockings belong only to me."

"I am your friendly neighbor, Black Silk Hero!"

Qin Jun: "?"

to be frank.

Qin Jun thought that when Lin Li wasn't smiling, he looked like a lunatic.

But now his smile is much better: it looks like a lunatic's smile.

In conclusion: This is insane.

But at this moment, the reaction was different from that of the crowd who were standing and thought Lin Li was an idiot.

A person who was curled up on the ground with their head in their hands suddenly let go and looked up in disbelief when they heard this self-introduction.

When he saw that it really was Lin Li, his expression was complicated, his lips trembled, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

His name is Zhao Nan, but people in the underworld call him Nanzi.

He once had an older brother named Huang Shan.

Why "in the past"? Because ever since that night when he was whipped by a flashy bull, his older brother has been imprisoned for robbery and hasn't been released yet; it's estimated he'll be out for another six months.

He himself, being under 18 and not the main culprit, was easily bailed out and allowed to return to school. He also told his classmates about the terrifying urban legend of the strange cow-headed man appearing on Pinglu Street late at night.

Unexpectedly, about twenty days later, I met Him again.

Zhao Nan couldn't help but fix her gaze on Lin Li's chest, searching for the outline of something she had once touched.

Now that he's here, does that mean it's here too?

Zhao Nan gritted his teeth, deciding to grasp at this straw and try anything, even if it seemed hopeless. So he shouted, "Black Silk Hero! Help!"

"Wu Dong, go and kick him," Qin Jun said, surprised by Zhao Nan's reaction and wondering why this guy was cooperating with an idiot. He then sneered as he gave the order to his underling.

Then he looked at Lin Li, his gaze filled with disdain and sneer:
"Where did this lunatic come from? Get the hell out of here! I don't have time to play this idiotic game with you. Black Stocking Hero? LOL, I'm a Splatoon!"

Qin Jun's teasing brought his underlings back to their senses from the shock of Lin Li's attire, and they burst into laughter, joining in the mockery of Lin Li.

Lin Li simply smiled and said earnestly:
"Gentlemen, you are now surrounded by me because you are suspected of gang fighting and intentional assault. Everyone, put your hands on your heads, squat down, and surrender. Resistance is meaningless and will only cause unnecessary harm."

Qin Jun was amused.

He was becoming increasingly certain that this man in black stockings had come from a mental hospital.

Surrounding a group of people all by yourself, what, are you a Wolf Warrior too?

"If he doesn't appreciate it, then let's beat him up together. Wu Dong, stop kicking him, kick this idiot instead."

After laughing, Qin Jun, feeling looked down upon and tricked, gradually hardened his expression and looked at Lin Li, saying each word clearly:

"Black Silk Hero, you have three seconds to run, but... you might not be able to escape."

"I'm not running away," Lin Li shook his head.

Facing Wu Dong rushing towards him, Lin Li merely raised the corners of his mouth slightly, maintaining his composure as if it were none of his business.

Spin, jump, he closes his eyes, staring.

The sticks were accompanied by the sound of wind, but that was all; each time, the result was the same: nothing.

Lin Li strolled leisurely, and Wu Dong couldn't land a single blow on him. Instead, it looked like Wu Dong was being toyed with by Lin Li.

“He’s not a complete idiot, he’s got some skills. All of you, come at me together.” Qin Jun frowned and whispered to the people around him, “Don’t hold back, knock him down first.”

After noticing several people trying to get behind him out of the corner of his eye, Lin Li dodged Wu Dong's stick again, shrugged, and seemed somewhat helpless:
"It's one thing for so many people to gang up on me, but can't you at least fight bare-handed and without weapons? That's very unsportsmanlike."

"Who the hell talks to you about martial ethics!" Qin Jun grinned maliciously, stretching his muscles.

He will act on his own when the time is right.

"Black Silk Hero! What are you waiting for! Take out your weapon too! Show it to them! Quick! Let tonight be the end for these people!" Zhao Nan shouted loudly like a fanboy.

Let them experience the terror of tonight! Quickly!

Huh? Does this person know me?

Lin Li swallowed the words he was about to say and looked at Zhao Nan curiously, trying to make a careful observation.

"Oh! You're that Nanzi from that day, right?"

Lin Li has a good memory; although Zhao Nan is now bruised and swollen, he still managed to recognize her.

"It's me! Black Silk Hero! Slap them! Slap out your flashy... Ouch—" Zhao Nan nodded excitedly, then Qin Jun kicked her hard.

"So you're someone I know, here to save the day, huh? Heh." Qin Jun sneered, his eyes growing even fiercer.

Lin Li smiled, dodging the continuous attacks once again, and took off his schoolbag and held it in front of him: "Since that's the case, as you wish, if they insist on ganging up on me with weapons, then I have to fight back with weapons too."

Zhao Nan, who was gasping for breath in pain, immediately gritted her teeth upon hearing this and stared intently at the rows of schoolbags.

Expectation!

"Don't give him a chance!" Several people suddenly rushed forward.

But it's too late.

Lin Li had already pulled his hand out of his schoolbag and immediately swung it horizontally in front of him.

He had no weapon in his hand, but he grabbed a handful of dust and flew forward in a straight line with his movements.

Instantly, dust and a few fragments filled the air, all of which pelted the people rushing towards Lin Li, making a crisp crackling sound as they hit their clothes.

"What is that? It's all inside my clothes!"

"Cough cough! Damn it, it got into my nose!"

"Holy crap! Could it be quicklime? Are they playing dirty tricks? I even got it in my eyes and mouth, am I going to go blind?!"

Completely unprepared for this situation, the people who rushed forward were stunned by the spilled liquid.

"Huh? Why isn't it the Flashy Bull! I want to see that one!!"

Although Zhao Nan wasn't splashed with the solution, he was the most unhappy one.

The group brushed away the lingering dust, stopped to brush off their clothes, and frowned as they looked at Lin Li.

Lin Li continued to unzip his backpack, took out a box, held it in one hand, and continued to rummage inside with the other.

There are few clouds tonight, and the clear moonlight shines down, enough to illuminate everyone's vision.

Then, everyone saw a box that was completely black, with square lines, clear outlines, and a few carvings. On the front, there was a "思" (think) character on the left and a "念" (remember) character on the right.

In the center of the box is an oval-shaped jade area, inside which is embedded a photograph of an old man with a kind smile.

Oh, and that photo was in black and white.

Lin Li's hands, which had been digging and digging in the "little garden," were pulled out of the box again, still full of dust and pale fragments.

They caught too many, and as Lin Li pulled his fingers outward, the food slowly leaked out from between his fingers.

Swah——

Lin Li drew another line forward, the air became murky again, and the heavier fragments once more pelted the silent people in front of him.

"..."

"..."

Zhao Nan, Wu Dong, Qin Jun, and everyone else: "(；☉_☉)?"

For a fleeting moment, the only sound in the open space was the wailing of those who had been huddled on the ground, unaware of what was happening.

Wu Dong swallowed hard and licked his lips.

He didn't attack Lin Li, but instead looked at his companion beside him. Although he was looking, his gaze was unfocused. He slowly spoke:
"Hey, Jindi, am I seeing things? I feel like... what he's holding looks a bit like an urn ☉_☉."

"Okay, okay, it seems so ☉_☉..." The person being asked gave a hesitant answer.

"..."

"..."

"Wait a minute, what about my body..." Wu Dong looked down at the white dust that had adhered to him through the gaps in his clothes.

"Then in my nostrils..."

"Hey, no, it's in my mouth (┬┬﹏┬┬)..."

"Idiot!!"

“Your mother!!”

The quiet just now was merely the calm before the storm. Now, these people whose ashes were scattered are unleashing an incredible dolphin-like scream.

One by one, they dropped their weapons and began frantically slapping their clothes and faces.

Jin Di had a weak mental fortitude, and since he had just imported a large amount of drugs, after standing there for a few seconds, he covered his mouth, rushed to a tree, knelt down, and began to vomit.

"Ugh—yue—ugh—"

The disappointment in Zhao Nan's eyes completely disappeared, replaced by shock and terror.

He closed his eyes, then opened them, then closed them again, then opened them again…

Wait, is this not a hallucination?

Am I really not dreaming right now?

to be frank.

Zhao Nan suddenly realized.

Getting whipped into a stupid state by a double-headed flashing bull isn't actually that scary.

It's great, really.

Wait, why is there a bit of white in front of me?

Zhao Nan shuddered, then quickly held her breath and began frantically blowing air forward: "Whoosh—! Whoosh—!"

Damn it, don't come any closer to this powder!!!
(End of this chapter)