Chapter 41 Senior Engineer
Moonless night.
Gao family courtyard.
The green bricks reflected the faint light of water, and drops of water flowed down the bamboo tube that delivered water, falling drop by drop onto the moss. It was quiet all around, and the rooms were all dark.
Suddenly, the red line across a door moved.
"jingle!"
It's the sound of the golden bells swinging!
“I found you!”
The spell was like thunder, and a female ghost in red appeared in the white light, with nowhere to hide for a moment. Jiang Yu shouted loudly, and the immortal rope in his hand shot out, nailing the ghost girl's legs to the ground!
“Ah——!”
The ghost's cry is like the sound of swords. The female ghost raised her head, looked at everyone with resentful eyes, and let out a fierce roar.
He Zheng didn't think twice and directly sent out a flying arrow: "Be careful--!"
“Dang!”
All the flying arrows changed their direction!
Four arrows shot into the stone wall, and even the arrow feathers were completely embedded in it. It can be seen how much force He Zheng had used just now because he was wary of the evil ghost's counterattack. Everyone was stunned, but not because the evil ghost blocked those arrows.
But...
“Master!”
"Why?"
The one who used the huge spiritual energy to block those arrows was actually Ning Mingmei!
"She didn't kill the man." Ning Mingmei said, "This evil spirit is very weak. Am I right, Ms. Yan? I guess you like your original surname more than Mrs. Gao."
The female ghost had lost her human sanity over the long years and just lay on the ground, making hissing sounds.
The disciples were startled and took up their lanterns to look for it. The face that appeared under the light was not that of a girl, but that of a woman. But her cheeks were so thin that it seemed as if only a thin layer of skin was left, wrapped around her skeleton-like face.
This appearance is very different from the portrait of his deceased wife in the study, who was depicted as wealthy and dignified.
What happened to her before her death that made her so weak?
The disciples looked at Ning Mingmei with frightened curiosity on their faces. Who knows Ning Mingmei said: "Bring a chair."
The honest and good student Shiwu moved the chair over with great effort.
Just when everyone was curious about what Ning Mingmei wanted the chair for, Ning Mingmei actually lifted his robe and sat down on the chair.
He supported his temples with one hand and looked sideways at everyone: "Why are you looking at me? Interrogate her."
Everyone: ...
The disciples gritted their teeth and surrounded the female ghost to interrogate her. But no one understood the ghost language. The female ghost sometimes babbled and sometimes screamed, and no one could understand what she was saying.
The disciples subconsciously turned their expectant eyes to Ning Mingmei.
Master, we don’t understand, but you should know it.
Ning Mingmei, who didn't understand Yin language himself, was as calm as any other mentor who didn't understand the research topic: "You are all a group of foundation-building cultivators. I finally have a chance to give you guys a chance to practice your foreign language skills. Alas..."
All the disciples immediately lowered their heads in shame, feeling as if they were sitting on pins and needles. Fifteen hesitated and said, "Master, I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Ning Mingmei said again: "Forget it. Who has better magic? Let's purify her."
No one asked whether Ning Mingmei could speak in secret. Everyone felt as if they had escaped from death, and rushed to surround the female ghost and chant purification spells in order to purify her.
All pains disappear, and one returns to the six realms. Under the purification spell, the ghost girl's face became plump again. For a moment, she seemed to have returned to her pre-marriage appearance.
Healthy, lively and bright.
Then, from a ghost imprisoned in the land of unjust death, it turns back into a wisp of free smoke and enters the cycle of reincarnation again.
The female ghost was purified. All the disciples who were chanting the mantra nervously breathed a sigh of relief. They touched the sweat on their foreheads.
Although I just messed up the group assignment of translating the female ghost's words, now the group assignment of saving the female ghost's soul has finally been completed.
Everything was over, but He Zheng, a disciple from Yuting Peak, still had his frown on his face. Still unhappy about his arrow being shot down, he asked Ning Mingmei: "Master Ning Feng, what did the female ghost say just now?"
Ning Mingmei followed the attitude of every mentor when facing questions and asked other disciples: "What do you want to say now?"
Seventeen: "Master, during the purification spell practice just now, I deeply felt the responsibility that I, as a disciple of the Qingji Sect, should bear for society and the people. I will set my sights on the four directions and set sail!"
Eleven: "Master, during the purification spell practice just now, I found a problem. Why are the purification spells for female ghosts, male ghosts, old ghosts, and young ghosts all the same? Is there any way to improve the formula according to the specific target of the purification spell, so as to increase the purification efficiency of the formula for special ghosts?"
He Zheng was stunned. He turned to Jiang Yu, trying to win an ally.
But Jiang Yu, who has always been proud, was also excited at this moment: "Master! I succeeded this time. I used 35% less vines than usual, but I still tied her up so that she couldn't move!"
He Zheng: ...So who are you calling Master? It seems that our Yuting Peak is really going to be destroyed!
Ning Mingmei said to He Zheng: "Did you see that? This is the question you should ask as a disciple."
He Zheng: ...
What a strange, evil feeling. But it seems like I was convinced, what's going on.
He Zheng was feeling dizzy. Ning Mingmei said to everyone: "The person who killed Master Gao was not Ms. Yan. On the contrary, twenty years ago, Master Gao exchanged the life of his beloved son, Master Gao, for the life of Ms. Yan."
And this female ghost is just a poor person who has been trapped here for many years.
The disciples were confused, as their minds had not yet made the leap from "the female ghost is not the murderer" to "who is the real murderer". They even did not quite understand what happened in the Gao family twenty years ago - in order to prolong the life of his precious son, Master Gao took a medicinal bead from a wandering mysterious medicine cultivator, used it to drain the vitality of his wife, and transferred it to his son.
And his son inherited his father's vicious heart twenty years later. He also used the medicinal bead to suck the life out of the girl until he was killed.
But if that’s the case… who was the person who killed Young Master Gao?
Ning Mingmei glanced at everyone and suddenly frowned: "Where are Wang Cheng and Li Yao?"
"I'm afraid there are ghosts in Young Master Gao's yard. So I asked them to guard the back..." Before he finished speaking, Luo Xiao realized that something was wrong.
They made such a big noise in Mr. Gao's front yard and said they had solved the incident. There was no reason why Wang Cheng and Li Yao in the backyard couldn't hear it!
But they haven't shown up yet.
Something happened!
The corner of the crowd of green-clothed people flashed, and it turned out to be Ning Mingmei who flew to the backyard. The disciples then reacted and ran after him.
The system looking at Ning Mingmei’s movements:…!
Run so fast.
It suddenly felt a little creepy.
It has only been a few months since Ning Mingmei came to the world of immortal cultivation. Now, not only has Ning Mingmei's future status in the world of immortal cultivation begun to take shape, but even his body movements have completely acquired the posture of a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
As agile as a ghost.
But at the beginning, Ning Mingmei only had a few resources.
In the future, twenty years from now, what will Ning Mingmei become?
The disciples were not as fast as Ning Mingmei. When they arrived at the backyard, they saw the beauty squatting and testing the breath of the disciple on the ground.
"She's still breathing." The beautiful woman in blue clothes retracted her finger and pushed up her glasses. "She's got internal injuries, but she's not dead yet."
When Luo Xiao's disciples saw this, they hurried over and asked the disciples with water and wood spiritual roots to heal their wounds. Seeing Eleven looking over, Ning Mingmei said again: "Not only did you not hear any movement, I also didn't hear any movement clearly. This person's cultivation is not shallow."
At least he is in the God Transformation Stage.
At this time, Ning Mingmei stopped pretending. The system was shocked again.
Moreover, at this moment, Ning Mingmei's eyes behind the lenses were cold, as if he had entered some kind of calculating state.
"And this guy's attack was swift. This time..." Ning Mingmei pointed at a spot on Li Yao's shoulder, "It should have been on his carotid artery, enough to silence him, and it was done quickly and silently."
"It's just that he missed the target - how could a ruthless cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage miss the target? He was seriously injured?" Ning Mingmei murmured.
When he said this, he did not look at the other disciples. It seemed that he was just relying on some strange intuition and some reasonable logic to piece together the default map.
"His actions are in line with the purpose of coming here. We need to be quick and not draw attention... What is he here to get?" Ning Mingmei walked straight into the room of the young master of the Gao family, and his movements were so fast that the other disciples could not see clearly. "Found it."
The idle disciples looked at him without daring to breathe.
"The body of the young master of the Gao family, which was torn apart by the sword, is the evidence." Ning Mingmei touched the sword thrown on the ground with his toes, "It is the sword of a disciple of the Qingji Sect... He has mysophobia? He has mysophobia and is looking for something in the body of the young master of the Gao family. I understand."
"I guess he is a medicine cultivator. Perhaps, he is the one who gave the medicine beads to the Gao family. He came here after hearing about the tragedy of the Gao family, right? He came to retrieve his things. As a result, the medicine beads were lost, and the Gao family fled because they were afraid that he would come to collect the debt."
"If that happens, all the puzzle pieces will fit in."
Eleven and Sixteen just listened to Ning Mingmei mumbling to himself. They only heard a few words and were already terrified.
Just this little bit of information, just this little clue, is enough for Master to see the cause and effect of everything.
How can this person be so wise and almost demonic?
"Wang Cheng, Wang Cheng!"
Luo Xiao's anxious voice came from the crowd. Ning Mingmei turned around and saw Wang Cheng lying in her arms, coughing rapidly.
In his hand... he was holding something tightly.
Ning Mingmei squatted down and pried open his palm to look.
It was a blue, blood-stained belt.
The blood on the belt had dried and turned black. It did not seem to be Wang Cheng's or Li Yao's blood, but more like the blood of the visitor who had been seriously injured before.
Holding the belt, a picture flashed through Ning Mingmei's mind.
Rebirth, Jade Altar, Gui Ruoxue, Medicine Cultivator, Medicine Testing...
"What a coincidence," he said.
The man came in and quickly knocked down two disciples to search. It must be that the thing he was looking for was very important to him.
It's even possible that thing can heal his injuries.
He had only searched halfway when he sensed the presence of a large group of troops in the front yard. Considering that he could not defeat Ning Mingmei and his disciples who were in the Spirit Transformation Stage head-on, he could only leave first.
But this does not mean that the mysterious man will give up.
He will definitely continue to look for his thing.
At the same time, the mysterious man must not have guessed at first that people from the Qingji Sect would be here, and even that there was a Qingji Sect leader who was in the God Transformation Stage here. Therefore, he must have guessed next that Qingji Sect would not swallow this humiliation. He will find a way to hide his whereabouts in Wangyue Town and wait for the opportunity to take action.
Ning Mingmei held the belt, he took the medicine bead out of the bag, his eyes flashed.
"How dare you hurt my Qingji Sect disciple!" Jiang Yu was furious, "Master, we must make him pay!"
"Yes!" Old Sixteen was also filled with indignation.
Ning Mingmei: “Indeed.”
Suddenly, two of the ten coolies were gone, and perhaps one more would be needed to take care of the wounded.
But as the saying goes, one senior engineer is worth four interns.
If he guessed the identity of the murderer correctly, it was time to capture a senior engineer.
Ning Mingmei was lost in thought, but he didn't know that in the dark night, someone was watching him from a distance with a flash of eyes.
…
Wangyue Town, north.
A girl named Xiaoshui was waiting anxiously at home.
Ever since she came back from the ruined temple, she has been working at full capacity to do all the housework. Cut grass for pigs, feed pigs, wash clothes, chop wood, and do needlework. After being busy for a whole afternoon, her fingers were already rubbed raw, but she could only bear it and not say a word.
A neighbor passing by saw it and said to others with a smile: "This is the little worker that Grandma Lao picked up for free. Little girl, your grandma went up the mountain to have a drink, did you know?"
The girl said nothing. Several people left with laughter.
She just wanted to finish the work quickly, otherwise she would be beaten by her mother-in-law again. Granny Lao was mean. When she picked her up, she said she was doing it out of "kindness", but in private she only kept her because she was now eleven years old so that she could work.
After another two years, I can sell her and collect another dowry.
But the girl could only bear it. After all, she had nowhere else to go except here.
Thinking of this, she secretly pulled her sleeves again - there were many bruises on them from being pinched. She didn't dare let the little boy see these things when they were in the dilapidated temple just now.
The girl's keen intuition told her that if the little boy saw this, he would do something bad again. This feeling of uncertainty scared her.
The little boy was kind to her, and her creed is to repay the kindness.
But that doesn't mean she will follow him to do anything.
After finishing all the work, the girl confirmed again and again that there should be nothing to complain about today, and finally she breathed a sigh of relief. She looked out the window. It was already dusk.
"Wait a little longer," she thought.
After a while, it was already dark.
The feeling of uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger. The noise on the street became increasingly quiet, but Granny Lao never came back. The girl didn't dare to go to bed first and could only wait.
Why did Grandma Lao come back so late?
The place where Granny Lao went to drink was on the west side. The Gao family is also there. There is a steep mountain road from here to the place where we are having a drink. Could it be...
The door finally rang.
After seeing the person coming, the girl finally breathed a sigh of relief. She said, "Mother-in-law, you're back?"
"Um."
It was a hoarse voice.
An old man with a hunched back came in from the door. She was wearing a headscarf as she had when she went out in the morning, but her expression had become a little gloomy.
My mother-in-law has been prone to temper tantrums for a long time. The girl guessed that she might be angry because of drinking, and was afraid that she would take it out on herself, so she immediately busied herself tying her up and making the bed.
The other party didn't say anything, just sat at the table and looked at the furnishings in the room. After collecting the things, the girl stood tremblingly by her side, waiting for her decision.
"Go to bed." the other said.
Surprisingly, the mother-in-law didn't say anything to blame her today.
——Maybe it’s because she’s tired. The girl thought so.
But you'd be a fool not to run now. The girl lowered her head and said, "Good night, grandma," then went back to her little bed to sleep.
The only person left at the dining table was the hunched old lady.
The flickering candlelight made the old lady's wrinkled face look particularly stiff and terrifying, not like a human figure, but more like a human skin mask. If Xiaoshui were still standing here, she would definitely be scared by the old lady.
After a while, the old lady stood up. She drew aside the curtain and looked at the girl sleeping soundly on the small bed.
After staring for a moment, she reached out and shook a pinch of white powder into her nose.
The girl slept even more deeply, more like she had fainted than fallen asleep.
Finally, the old woman returned to the table. She took out a bronze mirror and a jar of strange potion from her bag.
She stared at herself in the mirror, and suddenly, she carefully tore off the skin on her face.
"…it was still too rushed." "She" said.
That voice was actually a man's voice!
When the skin was peeled off, what was reflected in the bronze mirror was actually a beautiful face. The beauty had a pale complexion and black lips, and it was obvious that she had been seriously injured not long ago.
While he continued to treat the mask with potion, he looked at himself in the mirror and after a while, he smiled coldly.
"That mortal from the Gao family actually took my things and used them for that purpose." He said, "He misunderstood the purpose of my things, and he deserves to die. He deserves it."
He paused as he dipped the pen into the potion.
"But I was clearly there and smelled it..."
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