[Who would want to imitate you, you little pervert? How boring!] Yan Bao rolled his eyes in his heart, but hid behind Que Ye in fear.

Que Ye was also trembling with fear. Facing Yan Bao's cry for help, he stood in front of Yan Bao, using his hunched and bony body to protect Yan Bao, begging: "Ninth Master, please forgive me. This child is a poor person. He is blind and can't speak. He is bullied even though he is a beggar."

"Is he mute?" The Ninth Young Master couldn't bear to hear the word "mute" now, as it would make him stressed. He thought of that daring assassin who deserved to be torn into pieces. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have become a cripple.

The eyes will not be injured or disfigured.

Thinking of this, the Ninth Young Master had a bloodthirsty smile on his face: "Bring the person here."

Facing the burly guards, Mr. Que was no match for them at all. He was quickly pushed away and fell to the ground with a cracking sound, as if his bones were broken.

Yan Bao was captured and held in front of the Ninth Young Master by two guards. When he saw Yan Bao's buck teeth, he was sure that he was not the damn assassin, but he didn't want to let Yan Bao go.

He removed the rag patch on Yan Bao's eyes, revealing an eye that Yan Bao had disguised. It was scarred and shocking, much more terrifying than the scars on the Ninth Young Master's eyes.

The Ninth Young Master frowned slightly: "Bad luck!"

After saying that, the Ninth Young Master turned and left.

Yan Bao was thrown to the ground, and the guards followed the Ninth Young Master away.

Yan Bao knew that the Ninth Young Master was persuaded to leave because of the scar on her eye. If she didn't disguise herself and show her eyes, she would be easily recognized. Now she was covered with scars and had buck teeth.

No one could recognize that this little beggar was her.

Yan Bao, who had saved his life, was pulled up by Que Ye. They went together to see the murdered deaf beggar. The body was almost stiff, and a silver ingot was thrown beside it. A life was worth five taels of silver.

Que Ye took five taels of silver, and the remaining three beggars, plus Yan Bao, wrapped the corpse in a tattered mat, bought a thin coffin, and dug a hole on the hill near the mass grave.

Yan Bao didn't expect that she was the main force in digging the pit.

After her palms were covered with blisters, the three elders and one child dug a hole and buried the person together.

The remaining one or two taels of silver were hidden by Mr. Que, who said to them, "This little money is for emergencies. If anyone needs it, please give it to them."

They had no objection, knowing that if they died, the rest of the people could help bury them.

It’s not bad for the deaf, because they can still get a coffin when they die.

They were probably dead and didn't even have a coffin, so it would be great if they had a mat.

Yan Bao calculated the time and she could go back in one hour, and the challenge mission would be completed.

Knowing that everyone was tired, Mr. Que took them to the river to take a bath. He said, "We still have 20 coins left. Go buy some buns later. The ones we can't sell will be cheaper. You can buy a few more."

The others nodded happily and watched them go to the river to take a bath, but Yan Bao refused.

They looked at the dirty Yan Bao and persuaded her to join them, but Yan Bao shook her head, indicating that she was not dirty.

Ye Que looked at Yan Bao for two seconds and stopped trying to persuade him. Instead, he took his two younger brothers to wash.

Yan Bao turned her back to them and walked away. She looked at herself in the water, looking dirty, smelly, and black like a little beggar, and couldn't bear to look at it.

The buns are indeed much cheaper in the evening. It’s hot, and if they are not sold out they will go bad overnight. The few buns left are basically sold at a low price.

They were lucky, and there was plenty of it.

Each person got two meat buns, a steamed bun, and two steamed buns. Everyone was exhausted and started to eat voraciously. Yan Bao was not polite either. This time, the steamed buns were clean.

It's ironic that the deaf man's death was exchanged for a full meal.

If you want to blame someone, blame the Ninth Young Master. Human life means nothing to him.

After Yan Bao had eaten and drunk his fill, a reminder appeared in his mind: [Congratulations on completing the mission. You have obtained the Copy Talisman, which allows you to copy anything you want, except for the material space.]

Yan Bao: “…”

The mission was completed, and Yan Bao breathed a sigh of relief. Tian Tian knew how she had gotten through the past three days.

Looking at the three skinny and frail old beggars, Yan Bao felt a little complicated.

These beggars were people she would never have even glanced at before.

Now that we get along, we find that pitiful people do have their own pitiful aspects.

Seeing that they were reluctant to eat the steamed buns and hid the wreath, Yan Bao gave his steamed bun to Que Ye.

Mr. Que shook his head: "Keep it for yourself and eat it when you are hungry at night. Don't let the rats take it away."

Yan Bao shook her head. She would go back to find Ziyun and the others later. She had completed the challenge and obtained the household registration template. As long as she made a few copies, she would be safe in Dongzhou and no one would be able to find her even if someone checked.

Seeing that she insisted, Mr. Que took it and said, "I'll keep it for you. Come to me when you're hungry."

Yan Bao nodded.

While they were releasing water, Yan Bao stuffed ten taels of silver into the woman selling buns, pointed at the three old beggars, and asked her to give them the buns that she couldn't sell every day.

The woman raised her eyebrows, realizing that Yan Bao couldn't speak. If it weren't for her buck teeth and eye problems, she would have thought she was the assassin the prince was looking for and almost wanted to expose her.

Comparing the portraits, it was all in vain.

The woman nodded and took the silver. She no longer had to worry about not being able to sell all the meat buns. If the steamed buns went bad, she could have these beggars to take care of them. Ten taels of silver could buy a lot of steamed buns and meat buns.

When the three beggars came back, they found that Yan Bao was missing.

They searched around until they heard the woman packing up her stall and leaving say, "You're looking for that little beggar, right? You three old men are lucky. We found a rich man. He gave me ten taels of silver. If you can't sell any buns, he'll buy them from you at a discount. Just come here at this time every day to get the buns."

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