Chapter 166

Paradise controlled the player again. The player was horrified and wanted to escape, but Paradise pressed him to the ground, knocked him unconscious, and searched his body. He found a faint light of energy, a distorted color, like a gorgeous moth, fluttering around in Paradise's eyes. Paradise took the thing out, and the player disappeared instantly, leaving nothing behind.

This is the reason why players appear here and think they are special characters.

It was getting dark all around, and Leyuan was about to go back to the villa to take a look. On the way, a person had been waiting there. There was only a shadow. When Leyuan passed by, he paused and turned around. The person floating towards him was Xu Miaoman.

"I'm here to thank you. If nothing goes wrong, I'll be free in a while. I have to thank you for your help."

Xu Miaoman said.

"You came here just to thank me? But I didn't bring your scroll back to your hometown, nor did I find your body here to revive you. You still died and turned into a corpse. There's nothing special about it. What are you thanking me for?"

Paradise asked.

Xu Miaoman smiled and said, "I am truly grateful to you. Please don't misunderstand me. I am neither mocking nor talking nonsense. Do you remember the earrings? They should still be with you. I won't be able to use them later. I thought, instead of burning them for me, it would be better to give them to you. You can give them to someone you like in the future. They are beautiful, valuable, and interesting.

As long as you don't tell anyone the story, the person who gets this thing probably won't be scared.

If you speak out, perhaps the other person's feelings towards you will become more complicated, which will help to warm up your relationship.

If you feel that you will never have someone you like in the future, this thing is not completely useless. This is about something that happened a long time ago. At that time, I was still a child, but I was already an orphan. I was very sad, hiding in a corner and crying secretly. My eyes were covered with tears, and I was dirty and cold. I was afraid that someone would see me and scold me for being unlucky and hypocritical, and I was also afraid that I would be sad all the time.

I no longer remember what it was that made me sad, but I was sad. I only remember being sad, that is the clearest thing. When I was crying, I heard someone passing by outside the door. It was a series of light footsteps. The voice sounded dignified and steady, as if it was a mature and prudent gentleman. I felt a little curious and my attention was attracted. I was not so sad anymore, and then I heard a knock on the door.

The person came and knocked on the door. There was no one around. I couldn't wait for others to open the door, because if I did, someone would see my crying face and ask me something. I hated being asked by them, so I could only go to open the door myself. I felt a little anxious and a little resentful, but just unhappy. I didn't feel sad that much. I opened the door and saw a person who was covered tightly outside.

I thought he might be a monk, but he didn't have a shaved head, was not bald, and didn't wear any special clothes. He was just wearing an ordinary black cloth outfit, with a hat on his head and a bandage on his face. I couldn't tell if he had just been injured or if he couldn't see people. However, later I saw blood oozing from his face, so he must have been injured on his face.

He asked me to let him rest before leaving. Seeing that he sounded pitiful and was such a tall and strong man, I let him go in to rest, poured him a glass of water, and brought him some cakes from the kitchen. He drank the water but didn't eat the cakes. I thought he didn't like it and felt a little disappointed.

Later, I secretly complained about him, saying that he had little ability but a bad temper, and was picky about food. If he was so capable, why would he come to me to ask for anything?

I don't know if he heard it or not. I hoped he didn't hear it. But later, seeing his attitude towards me and his half-smile in his eyes, I inexplicably felt that he must have heard it. However, I was afraid that he heard it, so when I said those words, I hid very far away. I didn't say them next to him. There was a door, a window, and a wall between us. He couldn't have heard it, unless his hearing was extraordinary.

I became more curious about him.

He didn't stay long, as if he was afraid of getting into trouble. He took the cakes, drank the glass of water and left. When he reached the door, there was still no one nearby, no one in the house, and no one on the road. It was probably autumn, and the weather was cold all around. No one liked to go out. If they had time, they all wanted to stay at home, be quiet, take a nap, or eat something, preferably sitting around the fireplace with a cat in their arms.

That was a very good day, and I would be happy just thinking about it, but I didn’t have it, so I can only think about it.

Before he left, he told me that he had something to give me as a thank you for opening the door for him. It was the material of the earrings. When he gave it to me, it was not this small. However, you could tell at that time that it was very valuable, but the surface was a little gray, like a sacred object that had been concealed.

I was too young at that time, and I didn't think too much. He wanted to give it to me, so I accepted it. I also thought that it was valuable, and I would have money in the future, and I wouldn't have to endure bullying, which was great. I didn't think about what I would do if he regretted it, or how I would protect the thing and myself if someone wanted to steal it.

It’s like getting a treasure, all you need to do is be happy and don’t have to think about anything else.

I took the things back and closed the door, and the people around me suddenly appeared, as if they had been nearby all along. When the master saw me, he put his hands on his hips and scolded me, saying that I had no sense of shame and that I was playful and lazy. After scolding him, he felt better and turned away. I could only find an opportunity later, when he seemed less angry, to take out the things and show them to him, and explain their origins.

I thought that since he was an adult and my master, he must know more than me. If he could help me with something, he would definitely do it better than me, and I wouldn't have to worry about other troubles. Especially, I didn't live alone with my master. There were other brothers and sisters, as well as servants and the like. If they saw something good and asked about it, I would be beaten if I couldn't explain it clearly.

I didn't want to be beaten, nor did I want my master to see my good stuff and scold me.

Master looked at the things, took them away, and told me that he would return them to me later. When the things were in my hands again, they were this pair of earrings. Master did tell others that this was something he gave me. When others asked why, Master said, "Are you prettier than her or are you better at singing and making money than her?" Even if others were unwilling, they had nothing to say.

The master also told them that anyone who touched the earring would be kicked out.

Therefore, although they seemed to be dissatisfied, they did not treat me too harshly.

I breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.

But the matter did not end there. I kept my earrings and was clear-headed, feeling that I was a little more beautiful every day. But when I looked in the mirror and at other people, it seemed that I was not. I thought it was just my illusion. However, when I thought about not being so clear-headed if I took off my earrings, I kept wearing them.

One day, before a performance, my master asked me to keep a makeup box. There was a pen in it that someone had accidentally dropped. It was extremely valuable and very beautiful, so my master let us use it. Everyone who had used it had a bad impression of it. I didn’t want to use it at first, but my master didn’t want me to go against his wishes, and my fellow disciples didn’t want me to keep it to myself, so I used it anyway.

I also felt a little uncomfortable on my face, but compared to their large, dark scars that seemed to disfigure their faces and would never heal, I just had a little uneven skin tone, which was much better. They were a little jealous of me, but they couldn't show it openly, and laughed at me for being born with such beautiful features that I couldn't give up.

Words spoken by different people have different meanings and sound different. I can tell they have bad intentions.

Sure enough, one time when my master was away, they deliberately lost a box of pigments that I had collected. That thing was very valuable, and my master was reluctant to use it, so he asked me to keep it well. They knew that if they couldn't find the box, I would definitely be chased away, and would be scolded and beaten before leaving. I looked everywhere for it but couldn't find it. When I was extremely anxious, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

I looked up and saw that the sky had changed. I looked around and saw that the people around me were all doing their own things. They looked exactly the same as before they wanted to take the things. Even their expressions were exactly the same. I couldn't understand what was happening for a moment, but I knew this was an opportunity to protect my things. I quickly searched for the place where I had put the things, and they were still there, nothing missing. Great!

I did not follow their wishes, nor was I scolded and driven away by the master. I was very happy. Later, when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, I thought that perhaps, this happened because of the energy of the earrings.

I wish I could burn incense and kowtow to it every day to show my piety.

Unfortunately, he died in the end, but if you don’t look at the end, I still lived a smooth life.”

She smiled. "In the end, it's all because of the bad luck of the Marquis that I've become such a bad person. I don't need to pay attention to it anymore. He's dead anyway. He's gone to ashes. If you give this thing to someone, I promise it'll be good and not bad. When you give it to them, just tell them not to get close to other men."

Leyuan smiled and said, "Thank you for thinking of me so much. However, since it is such a good thing, I don't have anyone I like. If you are willing to give it to me, I will not give it to anyone else."

Xu Miaoman said, "Since I'm giving it to you, you can do whatever you want with it. After that, it's yours and I have no say over it. Don't say I don't think there's a problem. Even if I have doubts, I won't be by your side, stopping you from speaking or doing anything all the time."

Paradise nodded.