Another Luoxin Street

Song Shuhang was in the Jiangnan Region, and with his good-natured personality, he certainly would not refuse such a simple favor as giving someone directions. But right now, even if he wanted to help, his heart was willing while his strength fell short. Jiangnan University Town was a two-hour drive from Jiangnan Airport, and the Jiangnan Region was, after all, a county-level city with no small territory.

Moreover, Shuhang was unfamiliar with J City, and he had never even heard of Ghost Lantern Temple.

He only knew that J City bordered the Jiangnan Region and was also a very famous city in China.

Because it was a holy land of religion, with all manner of faiths dazzling the eye. During the various religious festivals each year, the pilgrims heading to J City could pack the entire city so tightly that not even water could trickle through.

The temples there were as numerous as the hairs on an ox; trying to find one small temple in a place like that would not be easy.

"Come to think of it, Luoxin Street sounds so familiar. It feels like I've heard it somewhere before?" Shuhang muttered.

Chewing on a bun, Song Shuhang rocked back and forth in the Rocking Chair. He pondered "Luoxin Street," trying to fish the source of that inexplicable familiarity out of his memories.

Human memory was always strange. Some things surfaced in one's mind without warning, but when one tried to seize that memory, one could rack one's brains and still fail to recall it.

"Maybe I heard the name in some news report?" Shuhang gave up, unwilling to waste brain cells on the matter.

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Yurouzi dragged her large suitcase to the taxi stand.

Before long, several taxis sped toward Yurouzi—the facts proved that a beautiful face was an ironclad advantage anywhere. Otherwise, that enormous suitcase alone would have made many taxi drivers abandon any thought of picking her up.

"Miss, where are you headed?" The red taxi had claimed the first spot. Its driver was a middle-aged man with a square face, speaking Mandarin with a Jiangnan Region accent.

"Driver... do you know where Ghost Lantern Temple is?" Yurouzi asked. Her voice was soft and gentle, completely unlike her lively, youthful appearance. Yet that contrast only made her all the more adorable.

The square-faced man pondered hard for a long while, then shook his head. "Ghost Lantern Temple? Never heard of it."

When Yurouzi saw him shake his head, her heart sank. Her little face flushed red, and disappointment filled her completely.

Fortunately, the square-faced man immediately asked, "Do you know which neighborhood it's in?"

"I do, it's Luoxin Street!" Yurouzi promptly replied.

"Luoxin Street, I know that place. I know it like the back of my hand—I live in that area. But miss, did you get the temple's name wrong? I've lived there for years, but I've never heard of Ghost Lantern Temple." The square-faced man answered seriously.

Because of his profession, he knew the surrounding areas like the back of his hand. Especially Luoxin Street, where he lived—exaggerating a little, every inch of land bore his footprints. Yet he had never heard the name Ghost Lantern Temple at all.

"Ah?" Yurouzi's little face reddened again, but she immediately answered firmly, "Then please take me to Luoxin Street!"

She planned to ask around after getting there. If that still did not work... she could only grit her teeth and call Dad. But that was the last resort of last resorts; she could not use it unless absolutely necessary.

"Miss, are you in a hurry? If not, you can take the bus to Luoxin Street. A taxi will be a little expensive—it's more than two hours by car." The square-faced man explained.

It was not that he did not want to earn the money. But after a two-hour ride, the fare would be substantial. The other party clearly did not know the distance. If he did not make the distance and price clear before she got in, it would be easy for a dispute to arise upon reaching the destination.

"It's fine, just take me there." Yurouzi gave him a shy smile. Money was not a problem for her at all.

After confirming it, the square-faced man was delighted as well. He could make quite a bit from this trip.

"Alright then, get in. Put the suitcase in the trunk." As the square-faced man spoke, he opened the trunk, then pushed open his door and prepared to get out to help lift the suitcase.

After all, the suitcase was enormous. How could this little girl possibly have the strength to lift it?

But when the square-faced man pushed open the door and turned around, his mouth fell into an O shape and refused to close for a long while.

He saw the seemingly delicate little girl supporting that massive suitcase with one hand... supporting it, not carrying it, hugging it, or lifting it. She held it effortlessly in one hand like a small plate and placed it into the trunk.

Could it be that the suitcase only looked big but was actually very light?

Just as he was thinking that, he felt the rear of the car sink slightly. The man had driven taxis for many years and had long reached a state of man and vehicle becoming one. The moment the rear dipped, he could roughly estimate how much the object weighed.

That suitcase probably weighed over sixty kilograms, perhaps even more. It was about the weight of a grown man.

Did this girl train in weightlifting? She truly possessed inborn divine strength. The square-faced man secretly swallowed. Fortunately, he was a kind-hearted driver. If she ran into some ill-intentioned fellow overcome by lust at the sight of her, he would surely be killed in seconds, right?

Yurouzi had no idea how shocking her unintentional action had been. After putting away the suitcase, she took two strides back to the rear seat of the taxi and sat down.

"Miss, you've got quite the strength. Sit tight." The square-faced man chuckled, stepped on the gas, and the red taxi drove out of the lane toward Luoxin Street.

No. 1 Group of the Nine Provinces

Feathery (online on mobile): "Senior North River, I'm heading to Luoxin Street now, but the taxi driver doesn't know Ghost Lantern Temple. I'm planning to ask the local residents after arriving at Luoxin Street. Perhaps someone will know."

"Alright. I asked a few people, but no one knows for now. In any case, I'll contact you if I hear anything." Northern River Loose Cultivator replied.

"Thank you, Senior." Yurouzi sent back a smiling face and secretly clenched her fist. After receiving Northern River Loose Cultivator's reply, her uneasy heart settled a little—come to think of it, this was her first time traveling far by herself. Before, either her father had accompanied her, or she had only moved around the areas near Spirit Butterfly Island.

It felt rather exciting.

Song Shuhang did not see the above chat records for the moment... because he was truly bored out of his mind, so he had gone to mooch books at the bookstore again.

He picked up the thick book he had rented last time. He still had not finished it. To him, books lost much of their flavor if he did not mooch them.

It was like the same Kang Shuai Ge instant noodles: eating them dry and soaking them in hot water tasted completely different.

Before leaving, he had once again brought his phone with him for no apparent reason—Song Shuhang normally did not have the habit of carrying a phone.

Modern phones had more and more functions, and their size had grown accordingly. It was now impossible to find a phone with only calling functions. Since phones were so large, Song Shuhang used the thing like a landline.

"Seven percent battery. That should be enough."

The charge was low, but if he only answered calls or text messages, it should last him the afternoon.

Thinking that, he took his phone, grabbed the book he had rented, and happily headed to the rental bookstore to mooch books.

Time flew.

About an hour and a half later.

"Strange. Did I get up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?" Song Shuhang set the thick book in his hands back onto the shelf in confusion—he simply could not read it!

Whether it was novels, driving theory manuals, comics, or classic masterpieces, he could not get into any of them. This was the first time in his life he had encountered such a thing.

"How bizarre." Song Shuhang muttered. With a sigh, he casually pulled out a book and headed to the rental counter.

If he could not read, there was no point in mooching books.

After thinking it over, he decided to wander around near University Town and clear his head.

Speaking of clearing his head, one had to mention a famous spot near Jiangnan University Town—Foodie Paradise.

He should go eat something delicious!

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Foodie Paradise was a bustling food district, two blocks away from Jiangnan University Town. It took more than twenty minutes to walk there, but that little distance could not stop foodies in the slightest.

Here, other than airplanes among things with wings in the sky, and benches among things with four legs on the ground, one could find anything. It satisfied every appetite.

It had always been called "Foodie Paradise" or "Gourmet Paradise," while its original name had instead been forgotten.

What was this place called again?

Song Shuhang raised his head toward the street sign—Welcome to Luoxin Street. Seven brilliant golden characters glittered under the sunlight.

Oh, right. This place was called Luoxin Street. What a nice name.

Thinking so, Shuhang entered the district.

After taking two steps, he suddenly froze. Then he quickly retreated beneath the huge sign and stared at the seven gleaming gilded characters.

Welcome to Luoxin Street!

He had not seen wrong. Luoxin Street.

Song Shuhang was speechless.