Chapter 18 Money Laundering
Adai seemed to remember something, and said, "Mr. Baimian, how is Xuezhu's injury?"
It seems that Xuezhu is the name of the young man in green clothes. And this masked man should be the doctor responsible for Xuezhu's treatment.
Ning Mingmei: "He has a high status and is called Mr. by A'dai. Since he can heal Xuezhu's injuries, he should be a 'reborn' person. But it sounds like A'dai is not very familiar with him."
There was a hint of fear in his voice.
The system looked sideways again. It said after a while: "Ning Mingmei, why do I sometimes feel that you are more like a system than me?"
Ning Mingmei's eyes are as sharp as a scanner.
The doctor's voice was very feminine and made people feel uncomfortable: "He was not seriously injured."
Adai said, "You have to watch more carefully. Gui Ruoxue is here. If he finds that there is a problem with the quality of the furnace, you will be in trouble. A few days ago, he and his former friends from Qiushi Sect had a big fight... I am curious about how long his brother Gui Ruoxu can continue the agenda of Minghua Valley's "cleaning up the house". Now there is a group of people who don't listen to Gui Ruoxu and are hunting him down in private."
As she spoke, her eyes were filled with a mischievous look of watching the fun: "Come to think of it, Gui Ruoxu has also been looking for Gui Ruoxue these past few days."
The masked man said, "He and Gui Ruoxu were not brothers from the same mother."
The two chatted briefly like this. Ning Mingmei noticed that Xuezhu kept her head down and said nothing.
But some people would not allow him to lower his head and observe others.
"Speaking of which, who is this immortal?" the masked man asked, "The immortal looks quite special."
Ning Mingmei said: "My last name is Mei."
"Oh." The man paused, "Master Mei, nice to meet you, nice to meet you."
Ning Mingmei tasted a strange taste in the words "Nice to meet you". He commented to the system: "This person is more yin and yang than that dual-sex furnace tripod. He seems to be suitable for writing official documents."
There seemed to be a fragrance coming from the masked man. Ning Mingmei frowned and smelled it, and found it to be a bit like the scent of flowers.
The masked man is still checking. A'dai and Ning Mingmei sat nearby and watched.
The system was very anxious when it saw Ning Mingmei looking so leisurely.
But the system also has perspective limitations and can only try to stimulate the host's subjective initiative... Having said that, it recalled the way Ning Mingmei spoke to his disciples.
The system's first attempt: "That masked man has been watching you. Aren't you going to collect some experimental data?"
Is this how Ning Mingmei tortured his disciples?
Ning Mingmei replied: "You are on me, and you are looking at me as you are looking at yourself. Don't you have any information about him in your database? How did you make your indexing system? Did you do any preparatory work before you brought me in to work on this project?"
System: “I…”
Ning Mingmei: "You only want your instructor to cover for you. Do you still have any self-respect?"
System: “I am not…”
Wait, isn't that what our system does? We also have restricted authority. We have already stated all the plot points and labeled all the characters. What else are you time travelers supposed to do?
It would be better for our system to travel through it itself.
Ning Mingmei: "You are only restricted from studying, but not from electrocuting people? You are so incompetent, what excuses are you making? Look at the systems of your generation, which one is like you?"
...I don't know why, but I felt tears welling up in my eyes.
If the system had a prototype, it would have huddled in a dark corner by now. But the system is a battle-hardened system after all. It wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Ning Mingmei before it could finish its words: "Shut up. Listen to A'dai, she is just a little girl, and what you said is not even half as useful to her."
How can you interrupt someone when they are talking?
Ahhhh! Such an insulted feeling! ! So painful! !
The system simply cannot handle its own pain. Isn't it that you were interrupted by the tutor when you were speaking? Isn't it that when you were in the middle of your presentation, the tutor didn't listen to your explanation, but made his own comments and even used his fellow students to drag you down?
Why does plain language make it so painful?
The entire system was dim. Seeing that Ning Mingmei hadn't spoken for a long time, Ah Dai thought he was bored waiting, so she said to him, "Mr. Baimian has been watching Mei Xianchang. Has Mei Xianchang met Mr. Baimian before?"
Ning Mingmei: "I don't know him. I've never seen him before."
From the other side came Xuezhu's soft cry of pain, perhaps her wound was pulled. Ning Mingmei asked back: "It sounds like Miss Adai is not very familiar with Mr. Baimian?"
Adai said: "Mr. Baimian came to 'pass away' a year ago."
He came to "Wangsheng" a year ago and stayed there because of his excellent medical skills. He was highly valued by the owner of "Wangsheng" who was in charge of looking after the place. He was a loner and lived alone. He liked to make masks and dolls.
Living alone.
Ning Mingmei said: "Is his medical skills better than those of the doctors in Yanyun Tower?"
This time the system finally found a place where it could provide popular science. It immediately started buzzing in Ning Mingmei's head.
As we all know, nowadays when playing games, some people don’t want to be priests. In the world of cultivating immortals, strength is respected. If you only practice medicine, you can’t protect yourself.
Many years ago, many medical sects were destroyed or merged into nearby large sects. The merger of Baichuan Caotang and Huaxi Sect, which was once a medical sect, belongs to this category. Even the Yanyun Tower, one of the world's top immortal gates, is like this.
Compared to medical practitioners who need protection from other monks, monks tend to become sword practitioners, music practitioners, or talisman practitioners, who have their own offensive capabilities. In addition, medical practitioners are often harassed by patients, and the internship experience required for being a medical practitioner is more arduous than that for other practitioners, so there are fewer and fewer medical practitioners.
Therefore, the major sects slightly relaxed the restrictions on the required physique when recruiting medical practitioners.
Ning Mingmei: "It won't happen that some cultivators call themselves the main department, and call the medical practitioners in the sect the medical department, and use the score line to find superiority, right?"
The system was shocked: "How did you know?"
Ning Ming smiled but said nothing.
The system continued, "Especially in the underworld where the ghost cultivators live, which is known for its bloody cruelty, the cultivators here have completely given up on treatment."
Therefore, there is another saying: No one wants to study medicine.
"No, Baimian is not from a sect. He doesn't like big sects." A'dai said, and when she saw that Baimian didn't look at them, she lowered her voice, "But some people say that Baimian came from Changle Sect. Because there are rumors that he... is also a furnace cauldron. This is why he is particularly good at treating furnace cauldrons, and that's why he is valued by the owner."
Ning Mingmei to the system: "Oh, my second batch slipped. Things are getting interesting."
System: "When you are interesting, I am afraid."
Ning Mingmei took a quick look and found that Xuezhu's residence was very empty and there was no place for anyone to hide.
After the treatment, Baimian turned around and went to pack up his things. A'dai said to Ning Mingmei: "It's almost time, we should go back."
Just at this moment, Baimian's voice came.
"Master Mei, are you here to see something new, or do you have something to ask Xuezhu?"
His words seemed unintentional, but the atmosphere immediately froze.
The system popped up again: "Ning Mingmei! These people are hostile to you. We are done!"
Ning Mingmei put down the teacup and spoke slowly.
“Actually, I’ve always been curious, what is your personal identity?”
Everyone:?
Ning Mingmei gave a lecture on 112 genders. Xuezhu hesitated and finally chose one of them. Adai's vigilance had been worn away by the lengthy lecture, and turned into a yawn: "Is it about time for us to go back?"
There is no reason to stay anymore. Ning Mingmei and A'dai went out together and the door closed behind them.
Ning Mingmei turned his head back before leaving.
The hermaphrodite named Baimian also carried his medicine box and went in another direction alone.
The two returned to the bustling auction hall. On the way, Ning Mingmei suddenly talked more.
He asked in detail how the Adai auction house operated. In particular, when a buyer buys something, how quickly the seller gets paid.
Adai said: "As long as the payment is verified, the seller can get his items in as little as an hour."
Ning Mingmei said: "Can the bills from the royal family of the human world be trusted?"
Adai smiled: "If that's not credible, what else can be considered credible?"
Ning Mingmei seemed to be thinking: "So that's how it is."
The system is extremely anxious.
It was anxious not because Ning Mingmei did not go to save Yu Niao and others, but because Ning Mingmei seemed to be obviously playing the role of a riddle man.
Urgent, urgent, urgent, what on earth does Ning Mingmei want to do?
Ada was called away by the attentive farm owner on the way.
She first threw herself on the uncle who owned the place and greeted him warmly, then came back and said to Ning Mingmei, "Master Mei, I'm going to be gone for a while. Please wait for me in the private room."
Next time for sure.
This time when they sat down, several disciples looked at Ning Mingmei, some with confusion, some with anxiety. Even Chang Feichang, who was dozing off, opened one eye and glanced at Ning Mingmei.
System: "You didn't accomplish anything this time."
Ning Mingmei: “This is called literature research before starting a project.”
The waiter opened the door and the few people didn't dare to speak again. The man then handed the auction jade slip to everyone. Song Mingke looked down at the jade slip and asked, "Didn't you just send me a copy?"
The waitress said, "Someone just added an item to the auction."
There was no detailed description of the auction item, only a line of small text.
"Two masks, a pair."
"Seller: Mr. Hundred Faces."
Song Mingke looked at it, confused. Mu Hanshan frowned: "Why is it that only this newly added item has the seller listed?"
It seems as if it was done on purpose to please someone.
Ning Mingmei suddenly said, "When you take a photo of something, it has to make a sound, right?"
The waitress didn't understand either, so she just said, "Yes."
The waitress withdrew.
"Okay." Ning Mingmei said to Song Mingke, "I have a difficult task to entrust to you. This matter is very important, and it is related to whether I can save Yu Niao and Zheng Yinshang."
As soon as he heard about his fellow disciples, Song Mingke would never neglect them. His usually gentle face showed a cold and firm look: "Elder, please give your orders."
Ning Mingmei pointed at the last item added to the auction and said, "Use eight million spirit stones to bid for this mask."
Song Mingke: “…what?”
Ning Mingmei said, "Eight million, not a cent less. More, not less. Do you understand? This is the mission of Qingji Sect."
Chang Feichang, who is also an elder, said: …
When did this become the Qingji Sect’s mission?
"But who would spend eight million to buy this?" Lin Heting was shocked. "That's eight million."
Ning Mingmei: "Well said. If the price doesn't reach 8 million, the three of you can bid against each other. This is a sacrifice that must be made in order to rescue Zheng Yinshang and Yu Niao. And be quick, bid as quickly as possible, and settle the bill as quickly as possible."
Three people:? ? ?
The three were extremely shocked and could not imagine that there could be any connection between them. But Ning Mingmei's calm face has a kind of magic, as if his nonsense can actually be useful...
How is it useful?
Ning Mingmei patted Song Mingke's shoulder again, his eyes flashing coldly: "Remember! Shout loudly, that spirit, shine out! Shine out! Let everyone know that you are determined to get this mask!"
Song Mingke: "Yes, yes, what if someone bids more than eight million?"
Song Mingke felt dizzy.
That’s eight million? He had never handled such a large sum of money personally!
Ning Mingmei's eyes flashed coldly: "Then bid a higher price."
Song Mingke: ...
Ning Mingmei: "Don't worry. This black card belongs to Fang Wuyu. Take it. At worst, you can give them the immortal boat as collateral."
...this calm and nonchalant tone. Lin Heting, who was in charge of accounting, began to tremble.
Ning Mingmei then said to Chang Feichang: "Elder Chang, please protect this important auction. This is your mission."
Chang stared at him very much, as if trying to judge what he was doing...Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay."
It seems that Chang Feichang wants to do as he says first and then analyze what Ning Mingmei wants to do.
Everything is set up. Chang Feichang said, "What are you going to do?"
Ning Mingmei left the room, calmly saying, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Ning Mingmei used the new skills he had learned and quickly left the gathering place. The system saw him taking out the Ru Mu in the corner, and was stunned: "What are you going to do?"
Are you academic here?
Ning Mingmei: "Ignite the academic passion of the third child."
I would rather open my eyes to your presence. The third disciple, who was originally happily studying in Minghua Valley, was frightened and screamed: "Master, how did you appear in the mirror of Minghua Valley?!"
What the hell is this.
Ning Mingmei: It’s just the projection of the palace bell.
The third apprentice hurriedly threw away the things around him and reached out to grab the book. Ning Mingmei said expressionlessly in the mirror: "Old Three."
Third apprentice:?
Ning Mingmei: "I'll tell your uncle Ruoxu that your uncle Ruoxue is in the 'Rebirth' auction house on Dahuang Mountain outside Yaochuan City. Box No. 5."
If this doesn't come, there will be no family affection at all.
It would be better to just cover your curtain and leave. The system yelled in his head: "What are you doing??"
Why are Ning Mingmei's actions becoming more and more outrageous?
Ning Mingmei: "Help every family reunite. I can't bear to see people suffer from separation."
System: "Are you sincere in what you said? Wait, that place is heavily guarded, Chang is very..."
If you want to force your way in, bring Chang Feichang with you.
Then the system was shocked.
Because it found that Ning Mingmei had learned the body movements very well.
Who would have thought that Ning Mingmei was just a rookie with little skills just a few days ago. Now his movements are as fast as a ghost, and he looks like a real cultivator in the God Transformation Stage. He passed through the border so ethereally that all the guards did not notice that he had been there.
The system was shocked: "When did you learn it?"
Ning Mingmei: "What's the point of bringing something extraordinary? Making money can only be done by one person."
System: “Ah???”
The door that imprisons the dual-sex cauldron is right in front of us. Ning Mingmei stopped here.
"Save people, eight million, I want both." Ning Mingmei said calmly, "The game has been set. Just like the game I set for the hero. First, pull together a myriad of clues, and then the result is smooth and seamless."
system:? ?
Is Ning Mingmei crazy? Does he want to listen to what he is saying? What saving lives, what eight million.
Ning Mingmei: "Twenty-five thousand times twelve months, times twenty years, six million is the salary of my disciples for twenty years. Two million is my hard work fee."
System: “Ah????”
The system can only ask one question, and it is even more urgent: "Then why did you stop?"
Are you standing here, waiting for someone to discover you? Why don’t you hurry in and go to the cauldron that bumped into you when you were leaving and stuffed a ball of paper into your hand.
System: "You are about to be discovered!"
Ning Mingmei said, "Did you notice that the road was heavily guarded. Only when we got here, there was no one at the door? Even the waiter just now disappeared."
He reached out and pushed the door open a little, but it remained motionless.
"Because someone is waiting for me here."
A dark shadow appeared behind him, but Ning Mingmei's mouth widened.
"That person thought I was in on the game." He said lightly, "Now you are not allowed to shock me. How can I be a cold master without money? ...Huh."
He exhaled softly: "I really want to wear glasses."
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