Song Yan simply pushed the door open, as if he had sliced open a wound in a swarm of deep sea sharks.
Ghosts surged madly, like a dark, furious tide rushing through the door, entering and exiting Sheng Dazhu and Wen Erniu’s bodies.
The sky was covered, the moon concealed, and ghostly shadows appeared in droves.
Sheng Dazhu and Wen Erniu, these two bandit leaders, had completely lost their consciousness. Their bodies, occupied by Evil Qi, began to show some bizarre behaviors, such as sitting up, with one eyeball rolling counterclockwise, and the other clockwise...
Song Yan didn’t use his dagger; he carried it just in case. At this moment, he mingled within the crowded horde of ghosts, quickly made his way into this Suspended Room, and with a brief search, found two Jade Tokens in a drawer box. A quick inspection revealed the number of Contribution Points inside.
Quite a find.
One Jade Token held 30 Contribution Points, and the other had 40 Points.
This utterly shocked Song Yan, his hand even trembled as he held the Jade Tokens, because no matter how he calculated, he couldn’t figure out how these two could have 70 Contribution Points.
He only knew that these two most likely swindled the more than twenty new servants, and now they were eyeing him hungrily.
It was precisely this combination, plus "the high price of spells at the Market Square," that motivated his actions tonight. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
Yet even so, these two’s Jade Tokens should contain at most just under 30 Contribution Points, where did the 70 come from?
Song Yan naturally couldn’t guess that these two bandit leaders had accomplices down the mountain who earned a bunch of Contribution Points through trade, allowing for the abundance they possessed.
Overwhelmed with shock, he felt a sense of sudden wealth.
He quickly pulled out his own Jade Token, and with those two Jade Tokens, "swiped" a few times onto his own.
Contribution Points can be transferred this way.
From the first Jade Token, he transferred 20 Points, and from the second, 30 Points.
Leaving each with 10 Points and returning them to their place ensured no "wealth was lost," making it likely for those checking the next day to think it was merely an accident.
But after doing so, Song Yan had another thought.
’These Jade Tokens are quite akin to bank cards from before my transmigration, so... could Official Disciples perhaps possess the ability to ’check transaction records’?’
Missing information can lead to completely opposite conclusions.
This was vividly evident in Qiu Lianyue.
Miss Qiu thought attaching herself to a "future Official Disciple" was a blessing, yet she didn’t realize it actually sent her "into the tiger’s mouth." If not for Song Yan, she would have long been ground into medicinal residue.
Song Yan fell silent for a moment, myriad thoughts rushing through his mind.
He made a decision.
He simply pocketed both Jade Tokens, then hoisted the two grotesquely posed bodies, being entered and exited by ghosts, onto his shoulders, climbed up, and placed them atop the Suspended Room, before swiftly departing.
After leaving, he hid behind a rock and quietly observed for a long time, only returning to his room once he confirmed the two had fallen off the cliff on their own.
Since his aura lingered behind the door, the ghosts did not knock.
Inside, Miss Qiu, affected by the "Long Water Gentle Breeze," was still sound asleep.
Only then did Song Yan let out a long sigh of relief and begin anxiously awaiting the next day.
...
...
As it turned out, the lives of the servants were indeed insignificant.
Not just the dead ones.
The living ones as well.
The investigator was still a disciple in a Profound Robe, only now the eerie two-faced Shadow Puppet emblem on his back was not black, but... red.
If a Profound Robe with a Profound Map signifies an Official Disciple, and a white robe denotes an Elder, then this Profound Robe with a red emblem symbolizes an Inner Sect Disciple.
Two people in one house, especially two "people with a chance of becoming Official Disciples" in one house, disappearing was reason enough for Shadow Puppet Peak to send someone to take a look.
But the investigator was unconcerned about the two who died; he was just curious about the process, so he was too lazy to ask questions, instead grabbing the "servant from next door to Sheng Dazhu and Wen Erniu," closing his eyes, and pointing a finger at the servant’s brow.
After a long time, he withdrew his finger, and the servant whose brow had been touched immediately looked dazed, then was swiftly cleaned up and taken away.
"Senior Brother, what did you find?"
An Official Disciple stepped forward to ask.
The Inner Sect Disciple in the red-emblemed Profound Robe recalled the information he had just gleaned from the Soul Search.
His mind conjured up the sounds of "hearing the ghosts crash open the door" and "vaguely seeing two figures climb to the roof of the Suspended House, twist and crawl there for a moment before disappearing," so he replied: "Last night, the evil fog was thick, and inside hid a formidable ghost. That ghost crashed open the door, causing the two to be possessed, unconsciously climb out of the house, and fall off the cliff."


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