Chapter 48 Chapter 48 Doing Bad Things
Yun Miao was in the small ball, which was the inner space of the ladder to heaven. She closed her eyes and sat cross-legged on the thick cloud. As time passed, the ball, which was already flying slowly, began to shake and floated as if it was drunk.
Beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead. This method of controlling the unity of man and treasure was too difficult for her, who was only at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage.
This was the inspiration she got when she was talking about her natal magic weapon with Pi Xixi not long ago. At that time, she was a little envious of the tremendous power of the unity of man and treasure that Pi Xixi mentioned, so she tried hard to concentrate her mind and urged the ladder to ascend, and finally successfully entered this strange inner space again.
She imitated the hazy figure from before, sitting cross-legged and trying to comprehend the so-called unity of man and treasure, and to increase her attack methods. However, her attack power did not increase, but she unexpectedly discovered another wonderful thing about the ladder to heaven.
That is, when she hid in the Ladder to Heaven and urged it to absorb all the precious light, even Niu Rao in the Nascent Soul stage and Tian Laokou in the Refining Void stage could not discover the existence of the Ladder to Heaven, and naturally no one discovered that she was hiding in the Ladder to Heaven!
After that, she secretly conducted two more experiments, ultimately discovering that while she was inside the Heavenly Staircase, her aura was completely sealed within the magical space, preventing any leakage. Yet, she could still use her spiritual sense to activate the Heavenly Staircase and sense what was happening within a ten-meter radius.
Although according to her current strength, she is simply unable to support flying too far on the ladder, and her speed is as slow as a snail, but it must be said that the effect of this "invisibility" is much more useful than the breath-suppressing barrier, it can be called a magical artifact!
Fortunately, she had not revealed this trick to others before, so she was able to sneak out and do bad things tonight.
To conserve his spiritual energy, Yun Miao retreated directly from the inner part of the ladder. Using his spiritual energy, he scurried silently and furiously through the streets at night like a nimble wild cat, heading straight for the Yunlai Restaurant with a clear goal in mind.
The ladder to heaven was spinning above her head, and an invisible barrier enveloped her body, suppressing her breath to almost nothing.
Yun Miao turned over and jumped into the backyard. The moonless night was as dark as ink, but her almond-shaped eyes were surprisingly bright. She directly pushed open the small wooden door on the far right.
Her spiritual sense swept over the place and she discovered that it seemed to be a woodshed. The chopped firewood was stacked tightly together, almost filling up the small woodshed. There was only a small open space at the door for people to step on.
The waiters in this restaurant are quite hardworking.
Yun Miao sighed, then with a wave of his hand, he put all the firewood into the storage bag. He would use it to burn for Tian Laokou next time he made buns.
Then she pushed open the door next door. Inside was something special: smoked chickens, smoked ducks, and bacon were hung from the beams. There were also a lot of rice, flour, grains, eggs, and other food materials.
Yun Miao immediately and happily put all the ingredients into her storage bag, and would ask Tian Laokou to make buns for her next time.
What hoarder wouldn't enjoy scanning the map? Previously, she'd been keeping her master, senior brothers, and Huo Xin in check, and she'd been afraid of losing favor with them, so she'd forced herself not to do anything inside the sect. But now, hehehe...
She swept through bit by bit, taking away all the ingredients, seasonings, pots and pans in the kitchen, the tables and chairs on the first and second floors, the screens, vases, and potted plants in the private rooms on the third and fourth floors... the spirit stones, silver, tea, and fine wine on the counter... even the shopkeeper's abacus and the half-burnt candle stuck to the windowsill were all swept away by her.
In short, wherever she passed, there was no grass growing. Except for the walls and floors, she took away everything that could be taken away.
On the way, Yun Miao also found four servants' rooms. She thought for only a second before walking in. As if she could not smell the fermenting stench in the air, she knocked out all the sleeping NPCs with an expressionless face.
A ghostly figure walked in the aisle between the large bunk beds. The cabinets, bedding, clothes, shoes... and other things in the room disappeared one after another. When she came out of the last servant's room and closed the door gently, there was only a group of unconscious men and women and bare bed boards left in the four servants' rooms.
After what happened today, Yun Miao's favorable impression of the Yun family plummeted. Although the people who targeted her were only members of the Yun family's side branch, the other members of the Yun family did not do anything to her.
But players come here to play games, not to be the boss of clear soup.
The petty-minded Yun Miao directly put the Yun family into the enemy camp. So these were all NPCs from the enemy camp, even if they didn't show their red names, but she had already thoughtfully marked them in red in her heart.
Yun Miao thought with a clear conscience: She didn't just kill these sleeping NPCs as monsters, which was already worthy of the teachings of her master and senior brothers these days.
She soon reached the fifth floor, having initially assumed it was a private room for diners. However, a quick scan revealed that most of the rooms were bedrooms, with over a dozen people scattered throughout. One of them was none other than the old man named Hu Bo!
Yun Miao, standing at the staircase, was startled. She abruptly withdrew her consciousness and bent down with a guilty conscience. She thought to herself, "What a close call!" She had never imagined that the fifth floor of this restaurant would actually be the bedroom of these NPCs.
Fortunately, the old man was seriously injured by a punch from Senior Brother Niu before, and was currently sitting cross-legged on the bed meditating to heal his wounds. He was completely unaware of the changes in the restaurant, otherwise her situation would have been dangerous.
Yun Miao secretly remembered this lesson and decided to be more careful when scanning the map in the future. He would first find out if there were any powerful elite monsters or bosses on the map.
Then her sight penetrated the darkness again and landed accurately on the old man's door. Come to think of it, this old man had also made fun of her during the day, right?
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Creak...the door was gently pushed open.
"who?!"
Hu Boli shouted and turned to look outside the door. However, before his spiritual sense could sweep over, a falling green "meteor" pierced through the window paper and hit the back of his head heavily.
After a muffled sound, Hu Bo's body stiffened and he quickly fell down.
The figure outside the door did not go in. She just stood there expressionlessly, watching the blood bar above the old man's head drop to the bottom and slowly disappear.
"Hu Bo?"
Yun Lujia's questioning voice came from the next room. He lived in the middle of the corridor, next to Hu Bo. The other rooms were occupied by his guards, the same group of thugs Yun Miao had seen during the day.
Because Yun Lujia and the guards were all in the Qi Refining Stage, their bodies were not yet strong enough to meditate and practice all night, so the guards had already gone to bed.
Logically, there should be guards on night watch, but unfortunately Uncle Hu was too confident in his own strength and looked down on these little ants in the Qi Refining Stage. As early as when he was sent by the master to assist Yun Lujia, he arbitrarily cancelled the night watch arrangement so as not to disturb his meditation and practice at night.
So none of the guards noticed that an uninvited guest had invaded the fifth floor. Only Yun Lujia, who couldn't sleep because of pain and hatred, noticed something was wrong at the first time.
The uneasiness in his heart prompted him to get out of bed, pick up the sword hanging beside the bed, put on his shoes and walk around the beautifully embroidered screen.
However, the next moment after he walked out from behind the screen, a tattered iron sword cut through the darkness of the room, and with an imperceptible sound, it pierced straight into his newly healed wound and penetrated into his heart.
The room was dark, and Yun Lujia could only barely make out a dark figure standing in front of him. Even at the Qi Refining stage, he didn't have the spiritual sense to scan the figure's specific appearance. However, he still guessed who it was in an instant.
It’s that person…it’s her!
On the verge of death, he raised his hand and tightly grasped the broken sword full of gaps. All his resentment and unwillingness turned into a muddy and hoarse voice: "Why...why..."
The figure didn't answer. She simply stood there, watching indifferently as the health bar above his head rapidly decreased and finally disappeared completely. Then, the body that had collapsed to the ground began to flicker with a few detectable points of light.
Yun Miao squatted down skillfully and began to pick up the items dropped by the monsters.
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Suddenly, applause sounded in the darkness, and a low, pleasant male voice was heard.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
The girl in green who was squatting beside the corpse paused, withdrew her hand, stood up, and pointed the sword in her hand at the darkness.
There's actually a monster hiding here? That's a bit troublesome.
"Don't do it, I'm a good person, and I'm definitely not in the same group with the Yun family."
A tall man with his hands raised lazily walked out of the darkness. A green-faced, fang-toothed devil mask covered his entire face, and his black tights outlined his muscular, strong body.
Yun Miao found that her spiritual sense could not see through the evil ghost mask to clearly see the face of the person coming. She instantly realized another omission in her operation and decided to ask Pi Xixi if she had a mask with such function. She would wear one when she went out to do evil things.
Then her eyes swept over the prompt box above the man's mask [Realm: Jindan Stage 1, HP Bar: 100,000 points]
The health bar did not glow red, which meant that the ghost-faced man had no intention of killing her for the time being and was not a red-named monster, but this did not mean that he would not attack her.
"Why aren't you talking?"
The man stood a few steps away from Yun Miao and said with interest, "Don't worry about waking up those thugs by talking. Aside from the two you killed, I've already dealt with everyone else in this restaurant. Actually, we're actually in the same group."
When he said this, his attention was always on the eyes of the girl in blue. He thought that the girl had deliberately spared the lives of the thugs and staff in the restaurant out of compassion, and now hearing his words, she might be angry, disgusted, or reluctant and sympathetic.
In fact, under his spiritual sense, those clear black and white almond-shaped eyes did reveal a hint of displeasure, but the reason for her displeasure was...
"Don't try to make connections."
This indifference to life was so straightforward and natural that the man instantly understood that the girl in green had not let those people go out of any compassion, because whether those people were alive or dead actually made no difference to her.
"So why is that?"
The green-clothed girl's tone was cold and impatient: "Why?"
The man glanced at the corpse on the ground and said, "I'm a little curious about what deep hatred Yun Lujia has with you that made you come here in the middle of the night to kill him."
The girl in green: "Because he has murderous intentions towards me."
The man's voice was more interested. "Just because of the so-called murderous intent? You went to the trouble of coming here in the middle of the night to kill him and another Jindan-stage cultivator?"
The girl in green looked at him coldly, her impatience almost overflowing from her eyes.
Isn't it natural for players to kill red-named monsters? What's the point of asking this? This NPC talks a lot. Can't "Ask the Three Thousand Questions" really have a skip button for the plot?
The man also noticed her matter-of-fact attitude beneath her impatience. He didn't understand why she made such a matter-of-fact statement about murder seem so natural, so he couldn't help but want to explore it, and that was exactly why he took the initiative to walk out of the darkness.
"Then why did you just clean out all the stuff downstairs? Those things probably wouldn't be of any use to you, would they?"
Not to mention monks, even normal mortals would not have nothing better to do than steal firewood, food, tables and chairs, and other people's smelly shoes. It really gets weirder the more you think about it.
Yun Miao really wanted to say: Because I forgot to turn off the automatic pickup.
However, as an immersive player, she finally swallowed back the words that ruined the atmosphere.
The man took two steps forward. "Are you silent again? Don't be so cold. I'm just a little curious about the Xuantian Sect disciples' murders and robberies late at night. As long as you satisfy my curiosity, I promise not to reveal a single word after I leave this Yunlai Restaurant."
Yun Miao held the long sword tightly in her hand. As a good disciple of her master, a good junior sister of all the lovely senior brothers and sisters, and a seed player competing for the position of the next leader of the Xuantian Sect, she naturally cared about her invisible reputation value in the sect, and also cared about the reputation value of the Xuantian Sect in the world of cultivation.
So... do you want to rewind?
The young girl in green was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked up at the man coldly: "Ji Huangmao, why didn't I notice you were so talkative before?"
The man tilted his head in confusion: "Chicken yellow hair? Who is that?"
His movements and tone were almost flawless, as if he was simply confused by the girl's inexplicable words. Most people might have been fooled by him, but Yun Miao saw the flash of red light on the blood bar above his head.
If she had only guessed before, now she was certain that the man with the ghost face was the one with the chicken head and human body that she had met during the day. However, she didn't understand why the red light representing murderous intent only flashed for a moment and then stopped.
Was it because Ji Huangmao had a strong liking for her? Or was it because he knew she was the direct disciple of the Xuantian Sect's leader, so he subconsciously didn't dare to attack her?
Because Yun Miao did not answer the man's question, the room fell into deathly silence. The cold corpse lay between the two of them, and the sticky smell of blood lingered at their noses.
The man's yellow eyes looked at the girl in green clothes through the green-faced and fanged devil mask. As time went by, the doubts that almost came out of his body language gradually dissipated. His gaze became colder and colder, and the pressure on his body became stronger and stronger.
Under this powerful pressure, the girl's breathing gradually became difficult and her muscles were tense, but she still just looked at him coldly without saying a word.
The man sneered, breaking the silence in the room first. He leaned lazily against the embroidered screen, his rooster-like voice still shrill and unpleasant.
"I'm not a chicken."
Yun Miao: "You are."
"You know I don't want to be exposed, but you are still so determined to expose me. Aren't you really afraid that I will kill you to silence you?"
Ji Huangmao tilted his head and looked at the girl in blue in front of him. She looked completely different from the lively girl in the daytime, but when Ji Huangmao thought about it carefully, he felt that they were actually the same. They were both self-centered, had the same strange ideas and did not care about the consequences, and were the same... overly smart and sharp.
Yun Miao glanced at the ghost-faced man again and said coldly, "Don't be afraid."
Ji Huangmao had killed and intimidated many people, so he knew very well the difference between being powerful but weak and being fearless. The girl in front of him, who was only fifteen years old, was really not afraid of him. In fact... the impatience in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger.
"Oh, what about this? Are you afraid?"
As he raised his hand, a golden evil ghost mask appeared next to Yun Lujia's body.
Yun Miao's gaze paused, and the gossip he had read in the airspace before immediately flashed through his mind.
'Zhao Cai Jin Bao Lou, the world's oldest and most established assassin organization, has countless professional killers who kill people without being seen. They are divided into three categories: heaven, earth, and man. They all wear evil ghost masks when they are on the move. After eliminating the target of the mission, they will also leave a golden ghost mask as a mark at the crime scene.
Hundreds of years ago, the number one assassin in the building assassinated the leader of the Demon Cult at that time, leaving behind a golden evil ghost mask and a great fire before escaping, becoming famous all over the world...'
So Ji Huangmao is the killer of Zhaocaijinbaolou?
"Is your target Yun Lujia? Or everyone in this restaurant?"
An immature idea suddenly popped up in Yun Miao's mind: "Then I'll help you kill Yun Lujia and Hu..."
"Give up! I won't give you a share of the mission reward. Not even half, not a single cent."
Ji Huangmao interrupted her coldly, "Since you're the direct disciple of the Xuantian Sect's leader, I won't kill you. I really like Luohua Town, and I don't want to lose my identity as Ji Huangmao just yet. Let's just pretend we haven't met tonight, and keep our distance from each other from now on."
Then he urged Yun Miao to leave quickly, as he needed to redo the work and erase all traces of her murder. In this way, he would complete the task, and Yun Miao would not have to worry about her crime being discovered by others.
Yun Miao had been impatiently trying to get away from Ji Huangmao, but now she quickly shook her head to indicate she couldn't leave yet. She hadn't finished getting all the things from the fifth floor yet!
After that, she ignored the chicken and squatted down to continue manually picking up her spoils, following the light points on the corpse. First, the storage bag, then the ring, the sword...
Ji Huangmao looked at her squatting figure and couldn't help but touch the devil mask on his face suspiciously. Are all kids nowadays so brave? Is she really not afraid that he will take advantage of the opportunity to do something bad?
However, when he saw Yun Miao starting to pull at the corpse's inner clothes, he stopped thinking about this problem and stopped him in astonishment: "A disciple of the Xuantian Sect's master can't be so poor, right? You even want this..."
Yun Miao pulled off the new silver silk armor from under Yun Lujia's clothes: "It can't be wasted."
Although the defense of this low-level armor is not high, it is still equipment after all, and players do not despise it.
Then she started to sweep the house again. Because there was not much space left in the storage bag, she directly used Yun Lujia's storage bag and put the carved tables and chairs, cabinets, bedding, bed curtains, clothes, shoes... in the bedroom into the storage bag one by one.
Ji Huangmao silently watched her sweeping around like a bandit, and soon she swept to his side.
Yun Miao: "Let me."
Ji Huangmao subconsciously took a step back, and saw the girl in green stretch out her hand, and the embroidered screen he had just leaned on disappeared. The originally luxurious and elegant bedroom was completely turned into an empty unfinished room.
Seeing Yun Miao walk out the door and towards another room, he couldn't help but follow and asked sincerely: "Why don't you move the bed too?"
Yun Miao looked at him speechlessly: "Why do I need such a big bed?"
As we all know, players who have no energy bar limit do not need to sleep.
She slept on the bamboo bed every day not because she needed to sleep, but because her master, senior brother and Tian Laokou thought she needed to sleep. That's why she didn't need a useless big bed to occupy her precious storage bag space.
Unfortunately, Ji Huangmao couldn't understand her gamer thinking, so the moment he heard her question, he felt that the folds in his brain were smoothed out.
For the first time, Ji Sheng began to wonder if it was because chickens’ brains were smaller than humans’ that he, as a chicken demon, was really dumber than human cultivators. Otherwise, how could he not understand what this person was saying?
If this person didn't need a bed, why did she take away the bed covers, pillows, curtains, and even the hooks for hanging the curtains? Why on earth?!
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An incense stick later, the ghost-faced man sat high on the roof of the restaurant, watching the blue-clad girl's back gradually disappear into the dark street. He then withdrew his gaze and used his spiritual sense to scan the pitiful restaurant below, which looked as if it had been ravaged by fifty robbers. His large hand casually pressed down on the tiles beneath him.
Countless lines of fire seemed to come alive, centered on his palm, and went down along the roof, beams, and walls. The raging fire quickly spread throughout the restaurant, but strangely, it did not burn anything other than the restaurant.
The floor was covered with traces of her leaving behind, and he was too lazy to clean it up, so it was more convenient this way.
The fire spread quickly and fiercely, and soon flames shot up into the sky and thick smoke billowed. The restaurant did not last long before it collapsed and turned into a charred ruin in just a few breaths.
The unharmed ghost-faced man sauntered out of the smoldering ruins, then vanished in a flash. Only a golden, demonic mask lay quietly atop the charred ruins. As the sky gradually brightened, a strange, blinding light shone in the morning light.
When the nearby residents woke up early in the morning and saw this scene, they gasped and looked at the dark ruins in horror and astonishment.
Yesterday, this was the tallest building in Luohua Town, a luxurious five-story restaurant. How could it be reduced to ruins in just one night? The most terrifying thing was that none of the people living nearby noticed what had happened last night. This was definitely not an ordinary accidental fire!
Someone noticed the golden light on the ruins: "What is that?"
A low-level monk passing by was so frightened when he saw the golden ghost mask that he immediately took several steps back.
He then carefully examined the charred ruins, then the golden ghost mask, muttering in astonishment, "Where the ghost mask passes, wealth and treasure are attracted. Where the golden mask falls, the head is lost. This... is this the hand of the one who brought wealth and treasure down there?"
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