Werewolf Secrets

Lin Feng stared at the silver-haired girl before him, her silver hair fluttering in the cold wind and her golden eyes glowing in the night. The pointed ears were particularly captivating; had it not been for her familiar face, Lin Feng would hardly have recognized Liu Muyun, the girl he had just recently brought from the city center. 

But indeed, it was her—not only could her appearance confirm this, but her clothes as well. 

The wind around them was cold, the moonlight above was cold, the clothes on their bodies were cold, and even the air they breathed out was cold. Lin Feng felt like he was almost frozen, yet this unusual coldness kept him alert. Especially when the air was filled with an intense and unyielding scent of blood, this alertness became crucial. It allowed him to remain vigilant, surveying his surroundings while reevaluating his perspectives, attempting to understand why he had encountered such a situation in the real world today. 

He didn't chat with Muyun as carelessly as before, perhaps because the strange environment had dampened his mood for conversation, or maybe it was because Muyun's unique appearance left him at a loss for words. Objectively speaking, the beast-eared girl was quite cute, but who knew if this girl would undergo a drastic change in temperament after transforming? Lin Feng could be one hundred percent sure that he sensed a hint of primitive wildness in Muyun's eyes, which made him apprehensive. His mind began to recall various sensational and bizarre works from home and abroad. 

As the chill and the smell of blood grew stronger, a thin layer of frost covered the ground of the path, and the moon in the sky had turned a faint red. Lin Feng wore only a thin summer garment, and at this moment, he was shivering more and more in the cold wind, while Muyun seemed completely unaffected. She just sniffed forcefully, her ears twitching a few times. "Sly bats, concealing their scent with the smell of blood... Landlord, don't stray too far from me. Those flying creatures specialize in night activities and are adept at sneak attacks." 

In her "transformed" state, Muyun spoke with a chilling tone, but upon hearing her words, Lin Feng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no drastic change in her temperament, so he dared to ask, "Muyun, what's going on? You..."

"I am a werewolf," Muyun said proudly, her ears perking up even more than before. "Although I don't know why, I am a werewolf! But I have always hidden my identity. This is the first time I've been seen... Hmph, it's not a good thing to have any association with those flying creatures." 

"Oh," Lin Feng responded, thinking that perhaps his worldview from childhood to adulthood might not be applicable anymore. But just as he was about to say something else, Muyun suddenly exclaimed, "They're here!" 

Almost at the same time as Muyun's voice fell, Lin Feng saw out of the corner of his eye the edge of the red moon tremble, and then a black dot suddenly enlarged from the moon halo, rushing towards them! 

The black dot enlarged into a black shadow, and Lin Feng vaguely felt that this shadow was not a bat, but rather resembled a person draped in a cloak. However, he didn't have time to think more because the shadow was already upon him! 

His muscles had been ready to dodge since earlier, and his first reaction when he was targeted was to jump aside. As he leaped, the shadow almost brushed past his hair and missed. 

The shadow missed its target, and it looked like it was about to crash to the ground. Muyun didn't miss this opportunity. In the instant Lin Feng dodged, she delivered a whip kick to the attacker. The attack was simple and brutal, and the kick even caused a loud "bang" as it landed, followed by a series of continuous noises. Lin Feng could only see the silver-haired girl almost turn into a silver-white flash, engaging in a fight with the shadow, which had a vaguely humanoid shape. They fought using simple and direct punches and kicks, without any fancy moves or rules. Each punch and kick was straightforward but effective. The air rippled visibly with the forceful strikes, and the shadow gradually fell into a disadvantage. Finally, it shrank suddenly into the shape of a bat and flew desperately towards the sky, seemingly prepared to escape. 

With her last punch missing, Muyun watched as the bat flew to the top of the wall. She frowned in annoyance, her ears twitching, and uttered a growl from her throat that sounded like a jackal's threat. Lin Feng was very familiar with this sound—he had lived in the mountains in his hometown, where there were wolves at night. 

It was this commotion! 

But this was not the time to marvel at it. Lin Feng knew he was being drawn into an extraordinary event. Normally, after watching a novel or TV show, he might have been filled with anticipation for such a magical experience. However, now he only knew that this was a life-and-death moment: as long as the bat continued to circle in the sky, he would be absolutely unsafe. Although the werewolf girl seemed strong in hand-to-hand combat, she obviously couldn't fly or make long-range attacks. More importantly, she was a bit of a fool—Muyun might not be able to stop the bat if it attacked him directly! What if she didn't react in time? 

"Growl..." Muyun's throaty threat grew more and more oppressive, and the fur on her ears bristled. Then, she suddenly raised her head and let out a clear and distant howl toward the moon, "Awoo—"

Just as she raised her head to howl, the bat in the sky swooped down rapidly towards her. Lin Feng almost jumped up: So this werewolf girl is indeed a fool! In such a life-and-death standoff, why would she pose like that! 

However, just as the bat, enveloped in a black mist, was about to reach Muyun, Lin Feng suddenly saw her raise her wrist. Before he could see what was flying out, he heard a sharp whistling sound. The bat, flying down, managed to fog itself slightly before being hit hard. It fled back to the sky in a sorry state. At this moment, Lin Feng finally saw what was in Muyun's other hand: a brick! 

"Ha! If you have the guts, keep flying!" The werewolf girl shouted provocatively at the bat hovering in the sky, "Don't think that just because you have wings, I can't deal with you! Since I found out I'm a werewolf, I've been studying how to deal with you flying bastards. I've been practicing this Tianma Meteor Brick for five years! Come, let's fight!" 

Lin Feng fell to the ground: How could the legendary werewolf's ultimate move be throwing bricks? And it actually worked! 

The bat in the sky must have been seriously injured by the brick just now. At this moment, it was flying crookedly, and the bloody aura and cold mist from all directions seemed to dissipate with it, apparently the result of the bat's inability to continue

. The bat and the werewolf girl confronted each other for a few more minutes. During this time, Muyun quickly picked up another brick from the ground, seeming to have reloaded. Seeing this scene, the bat seemed to finally lose heart. After circling in the sky for one last time, it turned and flew towards the dark night sky. 

Muyun didn't give up the opportunity to beat a dog in the water. She raised her hand and threw the bricks in her hand with a whoosh. Lin Feng couldn't see the trajectory of these two bricks, but he saw the bat's figure wobble again, apparently hit by at least one brick accurately—indeed, the five-year practice of the Tianma Meteor Brick was reliable. 

But Lin Feng was more worried about where the bricks thrown by Muyun would end up. The werewolf girl was incredibly strong, and the initial speed of those bricks was probably not much different from a shell... He could only pray that this place was sparsely populated, and hopefully, no unlucky person would be affected by this bizarre fight. 

The attacker was repelled, and the surroundings gradually returned to normal. The bloody smell disappeared as if it were an illusion. The slight warmth of the summer night returned, and Lin Feng rubbed his nose, sneezing hard: this temperature change was indeed unbearable for a normal person, and it seemed that catching a cold was inevitable. 

He looked at the werewolf girl from before, watching as her beautiful silver hair visibly turned back into its original black short hair, and her lively wolf ears disappeared. He clicked his tongue, unsure of what to say. 

Muyun seemed to sense the awkward atmosphere at this moment, but she seemed to have anticipated it long ago or had prepared for this. She just turned her head and gave Lin Feng a slightly embarrassed smile, then bent down to pick up her large suitcase and hoisted it on her shoulder. She turned to leave, "Well, landlord, I won't rent the house anymore... You should go home quickly. Oh, don't talk about today's events outside, it will be troublesome for me." 

After saying this, Muyun turned and walked away. 

"Wait a minute!" When Muyun had already walked a few steps away, Lin Feng finally realized, "Where are you going so late? Come back with me, let's settle your luggage early..." 

Muyun turned back in surprise, her big shiny eyes full of confusion in the night, "Why? Aren't you afraid that the flying guy will come back? That guy might be after me—I'm a werewolf, and we're mortal enemies with those flying creatures." 

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, then smiled, "Because I'm a good person!"