You are not monster girls!

Chapter 105 Qingyi: This is a lame joke (4k two-in-one)

The hemispherical blue object slowly rolled on the table and stopped right in front of Lin Muran, whose pupils were pointing upwards.

It's like a third eye that has sprung up and is watching the other person forever.

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, my eyeball popped out. Could you help me pick it up?"

Qingyi covered her eyes, deliberately lowered her voice, and casually struck up a conversation with Lin Muran, occasionally letting out a sinister laugh.

How about that? My prank skills are far more professional than those in domestic ghost movies.

The prank eye was temporarily made by Qingyi using ink from counterfeit money. Since she was going to lose her identity as a blind person anyway, she might as well take this opportunity to squeeze out its remaining value and establish a mysterious and lofty image in front of Lin Muran.

Lin Muran lowered her head and remained silent.

1 seconds passed.
3 seconds passed.
7 seconds passed.
He remained in the same downward-looking posture, his face was not visible, and he made no other movements; even his arms were hanging down.

Isn't this going a bit too far?
The fact that the other party remained motionless made Qingyi a little flustered.

After all, she portrayed the eyeball-dropping scene as realistically as a horror movie. If someone like Lin Muran, whose job requires her to stay up all night every day, were suddenly subjected to something like that, she might indeed be scared to death.

If you're really dead, don't die in front of me!
"Hello?"

She asked tentatively, reaching down to check Lin Muran's lower body. Seeing no reaction, she covered his "eyeballs" with her hand, preparing to retrieve her "tool of the crime."

Snapped!
A crisp, clear sound came from the back of her hand, almost making Qingyi cry out in pain.

She looked up and saw that Lin Muran was still looking down, but her hand was already covering the half of the "eyeball," and she was laughing intermittently, just in time with her body starting to tremble.

Are you... alright?

"Thank you."

"Thank me? Thank me for what?"

"thank you"

As Lin Muran spoke, she slowly raised her head, tilting it gently to the left to reveal eyes similar to Chu Renmei's, with only the whites remaining. She said softly:

"Thank you for finding my eyeball."

"Chu...Chu people are beautiful!!!!!"

Qingyi's originally green ear feathers suddenly turned white and fell off, her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and she could not even speak properly.

How could you possibly see a ghost in broad daylight?

No, the fact that the traitorous disciple had no appetite when he saw ordinary mortals and dragons proves that Lin Muran himself is not among the mortals.

So he was actually a ghost, the kind that could walk out in broad daylight!?

The spiritual energy here is thin; I wouldn't be able to handle something as big as this.
"I hate it so much. How come there's only one? Oh, the others are on my face!"

As Lin Muran spoke, she stood up and deliberately widened her eyes to make the white parts more noticeable.

"You, you wandering ghost, I'm telling you, don't push this honest bird too far."

Qingyi's hand holding the bread trembled uncontrollably. Her previous composure vanished, replaced by pure terror. She completely forgot that she was in a crowded coffee shop.

"Give it to me!!" Lin Muran's large hand went straight for Qingyi's eyes.

"Gah!!"

Qingyi turned to run away, but the chair was a wraparound design, making it impossible to escape. She could only stand there making clattering noises.

When the giant hand completely covered her vision, she could no longer utter a complete sentence. She could only slump in her chair and mumble incoherently, expressing her inner fear.

Even under the chair, for some reason, there were several long feathers that looked very similar to peacock feathers.

With that kind of guts, you still dare to play pranks?
Lin Muran removed the egg white from her eyelids and looked at Qingyi, who looked utterly hopeless. She was at a loss for words to describe this amazing person in front of her.

He admitted that he was indeed startled when Qingyi's eyeballs popped out, but he quickly realized that it was just a somewhat realistic prank prop.

A gentleman's principle is to repay kindness with kindness, even if it means paying back tenfold.

"You're afraid of ghosts, yet you're pretending to be one to scare people. Look at how you're howling like that." Lin Muran poured a glass of lemonade and stuck it directly to the other person's face.

"what?!"

A sudden chill ran down her face, and Qingyi's ear feathers twitched. She then sprang to her feet, regaining consciousness, and quickly retorted, "I... I was just joking."

She then realized that she had just been so frightened by a mere mortal that she had lost her fur.

This is the first time this has happened since the ascension.

When I slept in the haunted house before, I felt that none of those ghosts and spirits were as creepy as Lin Muran's act.

No wonder he can tame even a rebellious disciple; he's got some skills.

Qingyi felt an even greater sense of approval for Lin Muran in her heart.

"Do you still want this eyeball?" Lin Muran asked Qingyi, wrapping the "blue eyeball" in a napkin and picking it up.

He didn't know if it was because the air wasn't circulating well, but he felt that the scent on this "eyeball" was inexplicably familiar.

I think I've smelled it at home too.

He thought about it for a moment and quickly dismissed the idea. Over there, Bai Mengqing was squirting ink like a squid that had been flattened, so it was normal for him to smell a familiar scent.

"This is actually just a colored contact lens."

"Colored contact lenses?"

Those lenses are quite thick.

Lin Muran secretly observed Qingyi's eyes and found that they had finally returned to normal. Putting aside the other blue eye, her eyes were clear and bright, and she had a unique charm that was typical of a girl in her early twenties.

"This is what colored contact lenses for nearsightedness look like."

Qingyi quickly took the eyeballs, without even wiping them, and put them back on along with her small round sunglasses.

Hey, it's not my sister, why are you wearing colored contact lenses and sunglasses?
Is she trying to cosplay the Evil King's True Eye?
I'm not afraid of getting my eyes inflamed.

"So, what you were trying to say was what you actually are?" Lin Muran asked.

After that classic scene where the attempt to scare someone backfired, the ice between the two has been broken, and the atmosphere is shifting from awkward to unnatural.

Qingyi wasn't a normal person to begin with, and he was too lazy to ask what the other party's purpose was in putting on this show.

"I"

Qingyi adjusted her sunglasses. Her actions had indeed achieved the effect that her original plan had not.

"I am not actually blind."

Nobody said you were blind.

"what?"

Qingyi was stunned. It turned out that her blind persona collapsed even faster than that of an internet celebrity.

"Aren't you visually impaired? Nowadays, there aren't many girls like you who are comparable to Shi Tiesheng."

Despite his extraordinary abilities, Lin Muran felt that it was truly admirable that someone with such a severe disability could maintain an optimistic attitude and engage in abstract art.

Unlike some of my older colleagues, who became depressed after breaking their toenail during a flying kick and went to succubus shops every day to massage their feet to numb themselves.

"Weak eyesight? Me?" Qingyi couldn't hold back anymore.

Good news, she regained her sight after being blind.

The bad news is that the character has changed from blind to severely nearsighted.

"Let me clarify first, my eyesight is normal."

She drank two more large glasses of milk before she recovered: "And I'm actually a charlatan."

God stick
Were you a screenwriter for the later stages of Gundam UC?

Lin Muran can now confirm that Qingyi does indeed have a disability, but it has shifted from her eyes to her brain.

What fortune teller would claim to be a charlatan?

"Then should I call you 'Master'?" Lin Muran emphasized the word "Master" in his voice, hoping that the guy would notice his sarcastic tone.

"Ah~~" Qingyi suddenly squinted her eyes and let out a sigh.

Lin Muran:???

He was increasingly unable to understand Qingyi's logic, and felt that interpreting it was even more difficult than when he first met the Netherworld Dragon.

"What are you doing?"

"No, no, but could you say that word again?"

"master?"

"Ah~" Qingyi couldn't help but squint her eyes and pat her chest after hearing this, letting out a sigh of relief.

Previously, when Xia Li called her "Master," it was always followed by a few insults. But now, as the head of a sect, she finally felt what the purest respect was.

"Hey, good son~"

"what?"

"Uh, I mean, you have really high standards." Qingyi chuckled and gave Lin Muran a thumbs up.

"Then, sir, I have a question..."

"Sigh~~"

No, can't we just talk normally?

Sensing Lin Muran's displeasure, Qingyi realized her lapse in composure and coughed twice, saying, "Just ask me if you have any questions."

She realized how fulfilling it was to be a mentor; she had never felt that way before.

"A teacher for a day is a father for life." Does that mean being a father is even more enjoyable than being a teacher?

I need to find a way to get Lin Muran to call me "Dad"—oh wait, I mean "Mom."

She thought back carefully and remembered that when she passed by an internet cafe before, she noticed a group of people who always played the same shooting game and liked to call out "Mom" into the microphone.
Once this is all settled, we absolutely have to get Lin Muran hooked!
"I want to ask, are all people in your line of work this outgoing and familiar?"

Lin Muran had seen plenty of gurus on the street who would grab people like piglets and frantically flatter them to get close to them, but this was the first time he had ever seen someone come to freeload without even trying to sell their business.

Could this be the legendary subversion of established formulas?
"Special circumstances, special circumstances."

Qingyi waved her hand, preparing to slurp up the almost cold udon noodles.

"Meeting in another world, enjoying delicious food. Emperor Roar says if the master can't keep up, he'll cancel the meal."

As the two were bickering, Xia Li carried a plate to her seat. Wearing a short-sleeved shirt and an apron, she did indeed look like a waitress.

"This isn't KFC, watch out for lawyer's letters."

"Temporary workers don't need to worry about this," Dihou said, adding that lawyer's letters are the most useless thing.

This traitor is using his position to settle a personal score.

Qingyi immediately saw through the traitor's intention to make her look foolish and humiliated in front of Lin Muran. But as the saying goes, if you don't feel embarrassed, then it's someone else who will be embarrassed.

She snorted coldly and said smoothly, "○".

"Master?" As Lin Muran listened, she noticed that Xia Li also called Qingyi "Master," and something felt off.

"Ah, she might have been nearby and overheard our conversation."

Qingyi forcibly suppressed the pleasant feeling of being respected and quickly turned her head to glare at Xia Li.

My identity must not be revealed.

"Yes. Emperor Roar just happened to overhear this woman's address and said that."

Xia Li realized that Qing Yi was serious, so she could only put down the plate, nod, and turn around and leave happily.

"Let me tell you in advance, I'm a typical poor guy. If you're looking to hook up with a scoundrel, you've come to the wrong person."

Before graduation, the innocent yet naive Lin Muran encountered a similar situation, being completely fooled by the "masters" and giving them 500 yuan as "good phone credit".

"I know you're a poor wretch."

Lin Muran:???

What kind of tactic is this? Is it meant to provoke a negative reaction from customers?
"Then what do you want from me?"

If she knew she wouldn't make any money, why did she go to all that trouble to find her?

Just to get a free meal?

Qingyi didn't look at Lin Muran. She focused on collecting all the different kinds of fries from each platter into a metal plate, then poured cheese sauce and ketchup on top, and then tasted them one by one.

"Ha~, how about some fries? Too bad this isn't the dock."

Are you a seagull?

"I just wanted to form a connection with you." Qingyi picked up a French fry like a toucan and performed a perfect alley-oop.

"No fee for the connection?"

"I've already accepted it, and since you're a good person, I'll give you a discount."

"You don't want to default on your debt, do you?"

Being friend-zoned by such a beautiful fortune teller would have been a difficult situation for Lin Muran in the past.

But things are different now. He's being given the "friend zone" card by the two spirit beasts every day, and he's gradually become numb to it.

"How could that be? In the world of martial arts, one should prioritize good manners. How about this, I'll give you a free fortune reading for your recent luck as a small gift."

"."

"I've done some calculations, and I can tell there's a malevolent aura between your eyebrows. You might encounter something evil soon."

"It's really weird that I bumped into you."

Lin Muran complained, then wiped the greenish-yellow yolk off her forehead with a napkin: "Even if it's a reminder, you don't have to say it in such a sinister way."

Shouldn't the expected procedure be: first, shock; then, asking what to do; and finally, handing over the money?
This guy, does he even know the traitor's operating methods by heart?
"Well, you'd better be careful yourself."

"Couldn't you at least give me some details? Can't you have a professional attitude when you're doing business?"

"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. I can only tell you four words; the rest is up to you to understand."

"What four words?"

"Rat tail juice".

Lin Muran:???

After Qingyi finished speaking, she got up and called to the waiter who was turning over a table next to her, asking him to get her a takeout box.

"Waiter, pack everything up here. Yes, put it all on this person's tab."

Once the takeout boxes were brought over, Qingyi skillfully packed everything up, gave Lin Muran a flirtatious wink, and then staggered out of the coffee shop with her zither on her back.

"Mr. Lin, we'll meet again."

No?

Not only were they taken advantage of for free, but they were also cursed.
This guy named Qingyi doesn't seem to be a native of Earth. Could he be a spy sent by the Trisolarans?

"He's gone." Di Hou asked with concern, seeing his elder brother sitting in his seat like a lonely old man. Xia Li walked to the seat with the plate in her arms, glancing in the direction Qing Yi had left from time to time.

"Xia Li, I have a question for you."

However, since the spirit beasts had already appeared in front of him, Lin Muran decided to be cautious and take Qingyi's warning with a grain of salt.

"My elder brother said that Emperor Roar would use his profound knowledge to perfectly answer my elder brother's question."

Do ghosts exist in this world?

(End of this chapter)