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Chapter 106 The Big One is Coming? The Big One is Coming! It's Alright (4K Two-in-One)

Do you think ghosts exist in this world?

With magic, spirit beasts, and cultivation elements now truly present in his life, it would be pretentious for Lin Muran to still claim to be a staunch materialist.

However, the appearance and skill effects of ghosts may vary slightly depending on the system or the skill set of the hero in different MOBA games.

The methods of dealing with it will naturally be different.

In the movie "The Taoist Priest with One Eyebrows," Uncle Ying's Taoist magic has little effect on vampires, and vice versa.

Although Qingyi is a somewhat abstract person, she can come up with countless reasons to justify herself if she wants to. Even if she wants to establish a charlatan persona, she can say that there was a bloody disaster or something.

The use of the word "evil spirit" is quite intriguing.

"Yes," Dihou answered with certainty. Xia Li slowly tidied up the table.

"Looks like someone from a Hong Kong horror movie?"

"There's a slight difference. The Emperor's Roar indicates that too many types mean it will take a long time."

So complicated?

It feels like this could be made into a separate video.

Sometimes too many choices can be overwhelming. Lin Muran was worried about not having any material for her next video, but unexpectedly, the material came to her door.

In another world, there exists a type of ghostly monster, similar to a wandering spirit. It usually appears in the form of a young girl to lure passersby, and then absorbs their energy once their spirits are relaxed. Therefore, it is called a Ghost Princess.

When the church is unable to spare the manpower to perform exorcisms, it will outsource the task to demon experts.

Unlike praying to goddesses for salvation, monster experts tend to use more violent methods to exorcise spirits.

"Are there any typical examples, such as the beautiful woman from Chu, or the girl in red? Would they be scary?"

Lin Muran had seen what real ghosts in modern society looked like, and now that someone involved was present, he definitely needed to ask them for clarification.

"Most of them are women in white, but they're not as scary as the job agents," Di Hou summarized to his older brother.

As expected of a spirit beast that has roamed outside for a while, its understanding is still so profound.

Lin Muran suddenly realized that the master Xia Li had mentioned wasn't as extraordinary as she had imagined; he did possess some wisdom.

I wonder what this guy looks like. I'd love to meet him sometime.

clap clap-

Just then, applause came from the stage, indicating that Bai Mengqing's live painting was nearing completion.

He then remembered that he and Yan Yifan had a bet.

Lin Muran felt it was about time, so she followed Xia Li toward the stage. Since she needed to change into her work clothes, the two parted ways at the stage.

The stage was already packed with people. If Yan Yifan hadn't brought in a few more staff to maintain order, the scene would probably have resembled the chaotic scene of the "Ten-Year Agreement" event, where it was like a zombie apocalypse.

"I've seen this painting before, it's 'Dwelling in the Fuchun Mountains'!!"

"You're talking nonsense! This is clearly a copy of 'Travelers Among Mountains and Streams'."

"Did that girl really finish drawing this all by herself? Is this the kind of stamina and energy a normal girl has?"

The onlookers argued heatedly over the painting's provenance, and the sight of Bai Mengqing busily moving around the table with a plate only intensified the debate.

The once quiet coffee shop has become as bustling as a wet market.

Squeezing through the crowd, Lin Muran saw Yan Yifan standing by the painting, his expression exactly the same as the girls who had seen the rectangular shadow.

"How is it?" Lin Muran patted his shoulder.

Yan Yifan didn't speak, he just stared blankly at the landscape painting on the table.

He didn't understand the specific techniques, but a painting that could convey its artistic conception at a glance was undoubtedly a masterpiece, even for a layman.

Bai Mengqing is only in her early twenties, yet she already possesses the profound skills that masters have accumulated over decades. This is no longer simply a matter of talent.

It seems like only the transmission of internal energy or the invocation of deities would make sense, but even that involves the transmission of internal energy.

Is Bai Mengqing really human?

"Could it be a Trisolaran?" Lin Muran almost couldn't help but laugh when she saw Yan Yifan's look of disbelief.

"That's true. Perhaps only you, as the newly born Dongxi, could find her."

Bai Mengqing doesn't seem to have a very high IQ, but she has a level of painting skill that is extremely inconsistent with her cognitive age.

There was another little girl named Xia Li who called herself a "Double Flower Red Stick" (a nickname for a successful online seller), and she was incredibly smooth at handling orders on her first try.

Even when orders surge, she can handle them with remarkable precision, as if she has an extra pair of eyes. No matter how many orders there are, it doesn't affect her workflow.

According to the law of attraction between gods and humans, only Lin Muran could find these two guys.

As expected of Lin Muran, he easily accomplished what other extraordinary people could not.

"You, Biyang, are quite adept at making money late in the day, not letting any opportunity slip by."

After Lin Muran finished responding to Yan Yifan, she noticed that Bai Mengqing hadn't shown off yet, so she shifted her gaze towards the table.

Bai Mengqing shook her brush, rested the end of it against her chin, and examined the still-wet painting with a furrowed brow, clearly dissatisfied with her work.

"what happened?"

"Lin... Lin Muran?!"

When Bai Mengqing heard the greeting, she turned around and found that Lin Muran had been standing next to her at some point. Her pupils contracted, and she jumped a big step to the side in fright.

"Not having fun?"

"This time, the drawing felt really bad."

She immediately changed her serious demeanor, becoming like a child who had messed up a project, her fingers tracing patterns on the brush handle: "What do you think?"

"Yes, it does lack a bit of momentum, the brushstrokes are somewhat hesitant, and the ink tones in some areas are relatively monotonous."

Although Lin Muran can't draw, he's quite adept at appreciating and deconstructing.

"Oh, I'll be more careful next time."

Holy crap, this junior is actually mentoring Bai Mengqing?
Yan Yifan's eyes nearly popped out when he saw Bai Mengqing nodding incessantly as she spoke to Lin Muran.

He struggled with design work during college, yet after disappearing and returning, he was able to mentor a monster like Bai Mengqing.

Could it be that my junior has been missing for a month, perhaps he traveled to some other world, learned some new skills, and then came back?

"I feel like you could paint this better with your feet at home," Dihou commented from a painter's perspective.

Having already changed her clothes, Xia Li took advantage of her physical strength and came to the table to raise her hand and express her opinion.

Using your feet to draw?!
What could be considered captivating at first glance is, in the mouths of these three, less impressive than a drawing with one's feet.
Not only Yan Yifan, but even the onlookers standing nearby were stunned. They couldn't tell for a moment whether the other party was conspiring to show off or if their own aesthetic sense was flawed.

The drawing was indeed terrible.
Bai Mengqing lowered her head and spoke in a voice barely above a mosquito's buzz: "That red milk dragon won't go back on its word, will it?"

She had made some tough statements about the red milk dragon before she started drawing, but she didn't expect that drawing without magic would be so difficult, and she couldn't make any major corrections if she drew it crooked.

If the red milk dragon manages to renege on his promise, then he will truly lose the last vestige of his dragon clan dignity. "It's not that bad. Even if you were painted upside down, he would still buy it," Lin Muran comforted Bai Mengqing by ruffling her hair.

It's normal for Bai Mengqing to make mistakes when painting outdoors for the first time, especially with the limitations of magic. However, for the general public, as long as the overall impression is good, that's enough.

"Agreed," Emperor Roar said, raising both hands in agreement.

"Really?" Bai Mengqing tilted her head slightly, adjusting it to a better angle for the other person to touch her, and blinked.

"Can I still lie to you?"

"I'll definitely give that red-faced dragon a good thrashing next time!!" Bai Mengqing elbowed Lin Muran hard, using the pain to show her determination.

"Ouch! Did you elbow yourself?" Lin Muran cried out in pain.

He didn't understand why the dragon would elbow itself every time it made a decision; normally it would clap its hands or slap its thigh.
No way, you guys showing off your love is one thing, but why are you taking a jab at me?!

Moreover, it sounds like I'm the one who's been wronged.

Yan Yifan wiped the sweat from his forehead. As someone who also came from an art school, he didn't notice any other flaws in the freehand landscape painting besides it not being dry.

He was just about to go up and carefully "inspect" the painting when he looked up and saw a very formidable guy approaching the door.

It was the adult who had come looking for her before, but had been temporarily tricked into going back—Yun Yifei, Lin Muran's non-blood-related older sister.

More than a week has passed since Yan Yifan said he would make a plan. She has almost finished her work, but she still hasn't received any specific news.

So Yun Yifei decided to go to the door herself to find out what was going on.

No, what is she doing here at this time?
Yan Yifan was startled. Lin Muran and his two girlfriends were both in his shop today. If Yun Yifei saw them, his shop's bags would become a trending topic in a different way.

A bloody incident triggered by three women.

Although he enjoys watching women fight, the location absolutely cannot be in his own shop.

All the bottles and jars in the store are custom-made and very expensive!!!

Yan Yifan wanted to go out and stop them, but the area was completely surrounded by a crowd, and he couldn't get out for the time being.

Even if we go out, what if Lin Muran and the others also want to leave? If we run into them, that would be really unlucky.

At this point, the only thing we can do is to ask these three people to stay out of the way for now.

Just as he was about to speak, the crowd was roughly pushed aside, and Qingyi, carrying her heavy guqin, made a surprise return, the body of the guqin blocking the doorway.

Oh my god, it's blocked!

Vision is important not only in games but also in reality. Yan Yifan felt inexplicably anxious when he couldn't see Yun Yifei's whereabouts, and even imagined a scene in his mind where three women fought and accidentally killed Lin Muran.

"Mr. Lin, I've realized I don't have enough money for the bus fare. Could you lend me some money to tide me over?" Qingyi was carrying a takeout bag in one hand, so she only had one hand to hold both of Lin Muran's hands.

Lin Muran:???

Xia Li, who was standing to the side, lifted her collar to cover her nose and silently walked behind Bai Mengqing.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Mengqing saw Xia Li walk behind her. She knew that the other party would not eat her in a crowded place, so she was not as nervous as before, but she was a little confused.

"There's something dirty in there," Emperor Roar said, indicating he didn't want a sty.

From this moment on, Xia Li's image as her master had plummeted to rock bottom in her heart, yet possessed unlimited potential for growth.

"Dirty stuff? Where?" Bai Mengqing looked around and found something similar to what was in the bathroom.

"Far away yet right before our eyes. The Emperor's Roar says the ingredients wouldn't understand."

"Ok."

Lin Muran was also a little overwhelmed. He didn't expect that someone would actually make a special trip back just to borrow two yuan.

He even made a special trip back for just two yuan.
Don't you get paid daily?!
Before he could even complain, Yan Yifan quickly pulled out four five-yuan bills and stuffed them into Qingyi's hand.

"Here's 20 yuan, consider it as my payment for Lin Muran. You've already collected your wages from someone, right? If you're tired, go back and rest."

Qingyi never expected that she would only come back to borrow two coins, but this stingy shopkeeper would give her an extra 20 yuan.

Could it be that Lin Muran really has some kind of "face-saving fruit" (meaning something that brings him respect and influence)?

Once things are settled, I'll still have to follow him.

There are still more good people than bad in this world.

Qingyi stuffed the banknotes into her pocket, grabbed Lin Muran's hand and shook it violently twice, then walked away through the crowd with an air of indifference.

"Twenty yuan, and you want me to refuse?"

"No need, I'm in a hurry."

"Did you get sand in your eyes?" Lin Muran asked, looking at Yan Yifan blinking at her repeatedly, completely puzzled.

"A bloody disaster!"

Yan Yifan was afraid that telling Lin Muran directly that Yun Yifei had arrived would throw him off balance, so he winked to signal her in Morse code.

"You're getting all charlatan-like now?" Lin Muran still didn't understand why Yan Yifan was blinking at her so frantically.

"Ugh, I'm really fed up." Yan Yifan was furious and could only slap his thigh repeatedly.

Even though his view wasn't blocked by the huge guqin, his gaze remained fixed on the doorway, constantly watching Yun Yifei's movements.

"What are you going to do? What bloodshed or disaster?"

Lin Muran also became alert at this moment. After all, the last time Yan Yifan was in such a hurry, it was because the coffee shop was about to explode.

"That's her! Oh, it's her! The big one is coming!!"

"Him? What big one is coming?"

"The big one's coming, damn it!!"

Yan Yifan was so anxious that his speech became somewhat disordered. As he watched Yun Yifei approach the door little by little, he felt like he was about to jump up like Tom.

Seeing Yan Yifan so anxious, Bai Mengqing quietly asked Xia Li, "Did the cola attack his tongue? Why can't he speak suddenly?"

"I don't know."

"Well, anyway, you should leave for now."

"What exactly do you want?!" Lin Muran was completely confused.

Yan Yifan was about to push Lin Muran away when he noticed that after Qingyi left, Yun Yifei's gaze, which had been looking inside, was instantly diverted. She even let go of the handle and turned to chase after the other person.

No, these two people are related?
Well, at least I escaped a disaster today.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and slapped Lin Muran on the shoulder with a "smack": "It's alright."

Unexpectedly, Lin Muran clutched her shoulder and collapsed to the ground, saying, "I have a broken bone. Pay for my medical expenses."

Yan Yifan: ???

(End of this chapter)