Chapter 95 Reencounter with the Suspended Soul Silk
Shao Yanzhe looked at Bai Ling with a puzzled expression: "Huh? What did you say? I didn't hear you, say it again!"
Bai Ling looked at the scholar who was smiling at him, and her intuition told her that if he really repeated it again, something very bad might happen.
As a spirit, his intuition was always very accurate, so he swallowed the words he originally wanted to repeat.
"Um, didn't you say you'd help us resolve our resentment? Does that still count?" Bai Ling changed the subject and asked.
He glanced at Shao Yanzhe, and before he could speak, he continued, "Of course, we will definitely pay you. If you want a wife, we'll give you a wife; if you want a house, we'll give you a house; if you want money, we'll give you money. We guarantee you won't suffer any losses. How about it?"
Shao Yanzhe couldn't help but find it amusing. He looked at the white silk ribbon and asked seriously, "Where did you get the house and money from, with just a white silk ribbon?"
The white silk ribbon flew up to the roof beam with a whoosh, and then flew down again with a whoosh, its two ends resembling two hands holding several silver ingots.
"I have plenty of money!"
As he spoke, he held up the silver ingot and moved closer to show it to Shao Yanzhe.
"Look, isn't this money?"
"Scholar, do you want money or not?"
Shao Yanzhe subconsciously looked at the silver ingots that Bai Ling was holding. Each ingot was worth fifty taels, so these would amount to three hundred taels.
Bai Ling kept shaking the silver ingot in her hand, determined to show the scholar in front of her all the different aspects of the silver ingot.
Then, Shao Yanzhe saw the small characters "Changyu First Year Official Currency Bureau" under the silver ingot. His eyelids twitched. If he remembered correctly, "Changyu" was the reign title of Emperor Changlong of the Dayong Dynasty.
Emperor Changlong was the founding emperor of the Dayong Dynasty, which was about a thousand years ago.
Every three hundred years, the Dayong Dynasty would experience various near-destruction events, but what is surprising is that each time, someone would appear to save the Dayong Dynasty from disaster, support a new emperor, and allow the Dayong Dynasty to continue to this day.
Now, it has been almost three hundred years since the last turmoil.
Shao Yanzhe lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment. Just by looking at the condition of the post stations along the official road, he knew that the Dayong Dynasty had long since entered a period of decline.
However, these were not things that a mere scholar like him could consider; they were too far removed from his life.
Shao Yanzhe collected his chaotic thoughts, looked up at Bai Ling, and asked, "Where did you get this silver ingot?"
Bai Ling replied smugly, "Of course I found it!"
How many of these silver ingots do you have?
"Lots upon lots! Enough for you to marry eighteen concubines, and I can even build you a courtyard house made entirely of silver, just like this one!"
Shao Yanzhe gasped, his heart pounding.
He said with difficulty, "You must not take this silver ingot out. If someone sees it, there will be trouble."
"Why?" Bai Ling asked, puzzled.
The silver ingots he was holding were quickly covered with white silk, so that not a trace of the silver ingots was revealed.
"There are characters on the bottom of these silver ingots, which means that these silver ingots are official silver, and they are official silver from the time of the founding emperor, Emperor Changlong. If someone finds that you have these things, the people of Tianluo Zhao will keep an eye on you."
With a whoosh, the white silk flew back to the roof beam, hiding the silver ingots. Only after making sure no one could find them did it fly down.
He knew exactly how difficult the people of Tianluo Zhao were to deal with; he was no match for them at all.
If he were truly targeted by the people of Tianluozhao, there would only be one outcome: he would be utterly destroyed.
The people from Tianluo Zhao are a bunch of lunatics!
"I've hidden it well! I'll put the silver ingot back in a bit, and no one will be able to find it!"
"But then I won't have anything to pay you."
The white silk ribbon floated in mid-air, looking inexplicably lost compared to before.
Shao Yanzhe raised an eyebrow: "Don't worry, I'll help those two calm down."
"Really? Scholar, you're such a kind person!" Bai Ling danced excitedly, then paused for a moment before darting to his side and saying, "Scholar, you really don't want a wife? I know a lot of beautiful female demons. You're so powerful, you don't need to worry about demonic energy at all. I can find you as many as you want!"
Seeing Bai Ling getting carried away, Shao Yanzhe couldn't help but twitch his lips. Was this guy trying to be a matchmaker? Why was he so enthusiastic about finding him a wife?
"Thank you, but no need!"
"Alright then, let me know when you change your mind!"
Not wanting to waste his energy on this matter, Shao Yanzhe quickly changed the subject, asking, "Where are the other two? Who are they looking for revenge against?"
Bai Ling said, "Their resentment is too strong, and they are currently in a deep sleep. They will wake up again in three days."
"Okay, let's wait until they wake up before we talk about it."
Shao Yanzhe and his companions boarded the carriage and continued their journey. Fortunately, during these three days, they were able to stay at every post station they encountered, thus avoiding the fate of sleeping on the streets.
On the third day, Shao Yanzhe woke up, washed up, and then came out of his room, intending to go downstairs to fill his stomach first.
The first floor of the inn was deserted; this was the quietest time of day.
Shao Yanzhe took the free breakfast of clear soup noodles provided by the inn and found a seat by the window.
He had barely sat down when a group of more than a dozen people walked in from outside.
He looked up and his heart skipped a beat. He recognized the clothes these people were wearing; they were similar to those worn by Zhu Shi'an.
It seems these people are also from the Heavenly Net Order.
Upon realizing this, Shao Yanzhe slowed down his eating pace considerably.
The group was led by a middle-aged man with a beard. The man looked very thin, but he did not appear to be a weak or easily bullied person.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's; when you were swept by them, it felt as if he could see through every secret in your body.
This person is no ordinary person!
The middle-aged man first glanced around the first floor, then paused when he saw Shao Yanzhe eating noodles in the corner. He then looked away, led his men inside, and sat down at the empty table.
Those following behind him followed suit, each finding an empty table to sit at.
Soon, the innkeeper bowed and approached the middle-aged man, asking cautiously, "What would this gentleman like to eat?"
The middle-aged man glanced at the young man beside him, who, receiving the order, stood up and ordered a few side dishes.
Shao Yanzhe had been keeping an eye on these people from Tianluozhao. He immediately noticed that their black boots were covered in mud, and knew that they had been traveling a long way and were stopping at this post station to rest.
"Boss, what's our mission this time?" the young man next to the middle-aged man asked.
The middle-aged man glanced at Shao Yanzhe and saw him eating noodles quietly, looking like a frail scholar. He was some distance away from them, so as long as they spoke softly, Shao Yanzhe shouldn't hear them.
"We've been instructed to investigate Lord Zhu Shi'an. We've heard he's been out of contact for almost half a month, so we need to find out his current situation."
"Lord Zhu?" the young man exclaimed in surprise.
Zhu Shi'an is the deputy commander of Tianluozhao. Although there are ten deputy commanders of Tianluozhao, those who can become deputy commanders must have both a good family background and strong personal power.
For example, the bearded middle-aged man in front of his current boss comes from a poor family. He has basically reached the limit in his current position. If he wants to rise further, he either needs to improve his strength by three levels or his poor family needs to become a powerful one.
At his current age, he's unlikely to live to see this day again.
But he himself still has a chance to fight.
The young man's eyes flickered as he continued to inquire, "Which great demon is Lord Zhu going to arrest?"
The bearded man glanced at him and said, "No, it was just a routine mission. He probably accidentally offended some powerful figure, which is why we lost contact with him."
The young man breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he wasn't going to arrest some powerful demon, otherwise he probably wouldn't have returned alive.
"Boss, how do we find Lord Zhu's exact location?"
The bearded man stroked his beard before slowly saying, "Of course I have a way. You'll see when the time comes."
It was at this moment that their food arrived, and they stopped talking.
Sitting in the corner, Shao Yanzhe couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He sat up straight, turned his head to look out the window, and began to wonder how this bearded man could find Zhu Shi'an, who had been blown into a bloody mist.
He finished his noodles absentmindedly, but didn't leave. Instead, he sat there waiting.
Soon, a black figure darted in through the window and landed lightly on the ground.
Shao Yanzhe glanced at Xuan Yao, then got up to leave.
He had only taken a few steps when he was suddenly stopped.
"Stop! This black cat has become a spirit. If it stays with you for too long, it will affect your health. For your own good, we will take this black cat away!"
The person who stopped Shao Yanzhe was the young man. He had arrived at the stairs at some point and was staring intently at Xuan Yao, who was following behind Shao Yanzhe.
Shao Yanzhe's eyes narrowed upon hearing this. This person actually wanted to steal his... cat!
He quickly bent down and picked up Xuan Yao, then said to the young man in front of him, "Thank you for the reminder, but my poor health is not because of this cat. Before I met him, my health was even worse than it is now. Since I got him, my health has improved a lot! Therefore, Xuan Yao is actually my lucky star! No need for this gentleman to trouble himself!"
The young man paused as he reached out to take the black cat. He had expected the scholar to hand the cat to him, but he hadn't anticipated that the other party would refuse him so decisively.
He narrowed his eyes and looked the scholar up and down. Such a thin man probably couldn't even withstand a punch from him.
Looking at the scholar's long gown, which was washed until it was faded, it was clear that the scholar's family was not wealthy.
Could this scholar be trying to extort money from him because he's interested in the black cat?
As the young man thought this, he looked down at the glossy black cat and spotted a golden hair on the tip of its tail. His heart immediately burned with excitement.
He was right; this black cat was indeed a spirit cat!
Once he realized this, he became even more determined to get his hands on the black cat.
"How about this, I'll buy this black cat for a thousand taels of silver?" the young man said.
Shao Yanzhe glanced at him indifferently and immediately saw through his thoughts. He chuckled inwardly, but put on a gentle smile: "Sorry, not for sale!"
The young man's face instantly darkened: "I advise you not to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! While I'm in a good mood now, you'd better take the money, otherwise you won't get any money later."
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