The City of Terror

Chapter 414: Chapter 414 – Shu Han Dynasty, Marquis Shun Ping’s Monument

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

In an instant, the bars caused Wei Xiao Bei’s room to look like the protrusions out of a hedgehog.

Luckily, Wei Xiao Bei had already noticed the arrival of the truck, thus he was able to dodge in time.

Although he had dodged the steel bars, he understood that he would not be able to live peacefully.

Right now it was a truck, but the next day, a plane might just descend on his head.

After leaving the hotel, Wei Xiao Bei was at a loss. He could not stay at the hotel anymore so he wondered if he should just sleep outdoors.

Wei Xiao Bei shook his head and entered the mountains to find a cave under a precipe, where he decided to live.

Wei Xiao Bei did not believe that his curse would be able to make the mountain collapse and smash him to death.

It could be said that he had guessed correctly.

Although Wei Xiao Bei was able to sleep for two hours, he had kept up his vigilance, but after that, Wei Xiao Bei’s bad luck seemed to have disappeared as nothing unfortunate happened again.

Even the bonfire that Wei Xiao Bei had lit did not cause a forest fire or was extinguished.

It could be said that that day went smoothly.

Wei Xiao Bei stretched his body as he sat beside the bonfire.

Although he had not slept for long, he was still in high spirits as he began training outside the cave.

In around ten minutes, he suddenly sensed something falling on his head. It appeared to be an attack on him as he frowned. He did not look up and only raised his fist upward.

Bang!

This punch had instantly ripped the air apart, but after Wei Xiao Bei pulled back his fist, he could only bitterly smile as he looked at the black remains on his hand.

Fuck!

Its bird droppings!

A small bird had lost its mind out of fear and dropped its excrement. When Wei Xiao Bei punched up and touched it, he could still feel the warmth from it.

There was no doubt that his bad luck had started again.

After this, Wei Xiao Bei was not in the mood to continue training as he thought of how to get rid of the bad luck he was suffering from.

What surprised him was that even if he released electricity, the sense of bad luck still stayed on his body.

In the end, Wei Xiao Bei went to find Ge Da Tian’s clone.

Normally, Ge Da Tian’s clone would never appear.

In his own words, the clone’s power had its limits. Calling it out would decrease its energy, that’s why it would be best to not call it out randomly.

When Ge Da Tian’s clone appeared, before Wei Xiao Bei could say anything, Ge Da Tian forced a smile, “Brother Wei, what kind of creatures have you offended?”

Offended?

Wei Xiao Bei was stunned as he read the meaning in Ge Da Tian’s words.

There was no doubt that Ge Da Tian knew of these pencil spirits and whatnot, but from his tone, it appeared that things were far from good. Could it be that Ge Da Tian also had no way of helping him?

Wei Xiao Bei immediately recounted his encounter with the pencil spirit. Afterward, he asked if there was truly no way to remove the curse.

Ge Da Tian pondered for a bit and told Wei Xiao Bei in great detail, “If it was three hundred years ago that these wanton spirits decided to show off, Leigong, the Duke of Thunder, would hack them terror-stricken. However, let alone this god, even senior Leigong would not have any thoughts of paying attention to these things.”

When Ge Da Tian had said everything about this matter, Wei Xiao Bei understood.

It appeared that these spirits had already existed long ago.

In truth, most of them were some type of depraved, evil gods.

Once they were noticed, they would receive an attack from the Duke of Thunder and be chased till death.

However, something appeared to have happened three hundred years ago. No one paid attention to them anymore, causing them to become more rampant and give everyone a headache. They appeared to have changed now and become stronger.

In simpler terms, Ge Da Tian was unable to handle this matter. He was only a Day Merit Evaluator so he had no way of helping.

Naturally, Ge Da Tian still gave him a way out.

“Go to Bai Ta Hills. Aren’t you close with the Ming Lun Envoy? Perhaps she can give you some help.”

Although Ge Da Tian was not certain, Wei Xiao Bei was able to see hope.

Just when Ge Da Tian’s clone was going back in Wei XIao Bei’s body, he was pulled by Wei Xiao Bei and was asked one last question.

He was asking who was stronger between the spirits and the mysterious footsteps.

After all, Ge Da Tian had also seen how Wei Xiao Bei’s body had been possessed.

After listening to this question, his face crumpled and he shook his head, “Brother Wei, listen to this god’s persuasion. That is an honorable existence.”

Hearing this, Wei Xiao Bei was puzzled. What Ge Da Tian meant was that the mysterious footsteps were some kind of noble bloodline, but as for what it truly meant, Wei Xiao Bei was unable to obtain an answer from Ge Da Tian at all, forcing him to go ask the Ming Lun Envoy.

After Ge Da Tian’s clone disappeared, Wei Xiao Bei did not say anything as if he fell asleep.

He could not imagine the meaning behind Ge Da Tian’s words, but after thinking again, he would not approach the strange room anymore and put this matter aside.

To deal with his current problem, Wei Xiao Bei temporarily lived in the cave.

He already decided that if the curse did not disappear in the next few days, he would enter the Dust World and teleport to Bai Ta Hills, even if he had to pay some costs.

Otherwise, he would have to be wary even as he walked around.

Suddenly a big boulder dropped from the sky and was dodged by Wei Xiao Bei. He had already decided that under this kind of situation, the Fengtou mountain might truly collapse.

At noon, Wei Xiao Bei did not go down the foot of the mountain to eat at a restaurant. He was worried that the restaurant’s gas valve might explode or the restaurant may begin collapsing. Naturally, the food he ate might have also been infested with houseflies.

What happened next had confirmed his suspicion.

When he took out barbecued meat from his storage bag and prepared to eat, his ears twitched at the sound of air. He subconsciously retreated ten meters away and noticed a bird had flown by. Then as it was settling its physiological needs, its droppings fell on the spot he originally sat at.

There was no doubt that if he had not moved from his position, the meat would have been dripping with bird droppings. How could he still eat it after that?

After eating two pieces of meat, Wei Xiao Bei wandered around the mountain.

The scenery of the mountain was beautiful. From ancient times until now, many scholars and poets who would leave poems to commemorate the view. Thus there were many places with monuments that commemorated the landscape.

In the afternoon, Wei Xiao Bie moved to the peak of the mountain toward the back.

What was there was a valley where a small brook flowed past, surrounded by mountains. The two sides were covered in greenery. Accompanied by the cries of birds, the place was extremely peaceful.

During hiking seasons, this was a good place to set up camp.

However, in this wintery season, other than Wei Xiao Bei who was hiding from trouble, normal people would rather spend their days at home, unwilling to come here to suffer through the cold.

As he walked deeper into the valley, the river water flowed from the mountain ridges downward, becoming a waterfall. Below the waterfall was a pool of water that took up around a hundred square meters. There were countless boulders nearby that had been polished by the downpour of the waterfall.

Wei Xiao Bei walked over and sat on a boulder. As he observed his surroundings without care, he noticed a three-meter tall stone tablet at the side of the pool. The wind and water had left its marks, making it appear to be very old.

As he walked over to take a look, the words on the tablet were of the Wei Bei calligraphy style.

Wei Xiao Bei was not an expert in calligraphy, but as he was Chinese, he was still able to understand some things.

The so-called Wei Bei calligraphy style originated from China’s Northern and Southern Dynasty’s stone inscribed characters. There were many different styles of it.

In short, it was considered a regular script.

The header of the stone tablet was Shu Han Dynasty’s Marquis Shunping’s Drinking Horse.

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Shu Han Dynasty’s Marquis Shunping’s Drinking Horse?

Wei Xiao Bei was stunned to notice that he did not know who this Marquis Shunping was.

Luckily, his bad luck had not yet destroyed his phone. Wei Xiao Bei immediately pulled it out to search.

With the blessing of modern technology, he was able to easily find the name after searching it.

It appeared that Shu Han Dynasty’s Marquis Shunping was Zhao Yun, the general of Shu in the Romance of Three Kingdoms. He was also known as Zhou Zi Long.

Zhao Yun could be said as one of Wei Xiao Bei’s idols when he was still studying.

There were not that many celebrities when Wei Xiao Bei was still studying.

As a result, children’s picture books were very popular. Wei Xiao Bei was able to recall that in the storybook ‘Lone Knight Saviour’ Zhao Zi Long showed up with a white horse and silver spear.

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