“The host has been calculating many times, scheming and scheming, sinister and vicious, reaching the feat of innately killing the divine element. He is also like a Sh*t-stirring stick, stirring up the conspiracy of the Eastern Japanese, perfectly embodying the style of a villain who has nothing to do. This system rewards 1500 villain points.”
After the incident, even the system came out to make its presence felt. It was this comment that really made Qing Yu’s face twitch and he wanted to hang the system up and beat it up.
In the so-called praise, the word “feat” was the only positive word. The other words “vicious” and “Sh*t-stirrer”, is that a compliment? F**k no.
But now Qing Yu was in a good mood, so he didn’t bother with this stupid system. This time, the plan to kill Lin Tuoyuan went better than expected, and every step went in the best direction.
Qing Yu secretly put away the Great Soul Searching Needle hidden in his sleeve, ready to be activated at any time. This three-star concealed weapon was intended to be the last resort, but now it could not be used. It was a pleasure to be able to keep this card. So Qing Yu didn’t bother to bother with the system’s f*cking commentary.
“System, give me a mid-level draw.” Good luck to try today.
“Intermediate Draw – Extraction in ——”
“Ding, congratulations to the host, drawing a two-star item – Gong Zi Yu’s Bronze Mask.”
Item: Gong Zi Yu’s Bronze Mask
Grade: 2-star
Comment: Put it on, I am only me. –Gongzi Yu
The Bronze Mask of Gong Zi Yu, or rather, the Bronze Mask of Gong Zi Yu. This bronze mask is the face of Gong Zi Yu, and whoever wears it is Gong Zi Yu.
In terms of value, this draw can be considered a loss. There is no Green Dragon Society in this world, so even if he puts on this mask, Qing Yu will not become Gong Zi Yu. The two-star level is again the lowest level of the intermediate draw, and the bronze mask is not a rare item.
But sometimes, not everything is judged by its value, at least not sentiment. This bronze mask is a symbol of Qing Yu’s love for a period of time.
Besides, there was no Green Dragon Society in this world, so he could just make one.
Overall, Qing Yu was quite satisfied with this lottery, at least it solved one of Qing Yu’s long-standing grievances. That was finally not having to endure the pain of wearing a face scarf.
“So next, it’s time to wrap up.”
As he watched Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan head straight to the various courtyard chambers, intent on finding out why the Easterners were plotting, the corners of Qing Yu’s mouth lightly curled as he, too, quietly departed.
Although Qing Yu, who had interrogated the dark lord, a dead soldier of the Fujita family, did not know exactly where the important things were located, he knew exactly which parts of the residence were more important and most heavily guarded.
Hidden from Luo Yan, Qing Yu quietly entered a room at the edge of the garden. Coincidentally, this room happened to be in the same direction as the courtyard Qing Yu was heading to when he sneaked into the residence that night, and it was also located around there. No wonder he had been attacked by the dark lord when he first arrived at the garden, but it turned out that he had gone straight to a heavily guarded and important place by mistake.
When he entered the room, the interior was a normal study. A desk and chairs, plus a bookshelf full of books, very simple and ordinary.
But outside this ordinary study room, with as many as ten guards holding up their bodies under the effect of the sorrowful crisp breeze, it is extremely uncommon.
Not to mention ——
“Do people from the East still read books from the Middle Kingdom?” Qing Yu walked to the bookshelf and looked at the shelves full of the Four Books and Five Scriptures, as well as the Taoist cla*sics and Buddhist scriptures and laughed.
“Even if they like to read books, that’s too broad a range.”
“And ——”
Qing Yu raised his hand and drew out a book of poetry, “so many books, but only this one has traces of movement, the others are brand new, you take me blind.”
Qing Yu was not blind at all, he had the Taixu Eye and had also practiced the “Ge-gai-zhi”, he didn’t even need to look carefully, just by looking at the surface, he could tell from the details which books had been touched often.
When he opened the book of poetry, it was indeed not a Sl*tty poem dedicated to titillation like the Guan Guan Ju, but a column of names that corresponded to each other two by two. The ones on top are in Eastern Japanese script, with traces of the Chinese script and some twisted ghost-like ones that Qingyu read half-heartedly.
Underneath the eastern names were the surviving Chinese characters, each with a name, and next to the name was the identity of a spy of the easterners in the area around Linchuan Prefecture. Some with special identities were even marked in bright red.
“The Japanese are really up to no good, just in the area of Linchuan, there is a book as thick as a roster.”
Go through page by page, there are peddlers and merchants, as well as the Sixth Department ——
“Wait, there’s no Lin Fujiwara’s name.”
Qing Yu flipped through from the beginning again, looking at it carefully, not missing a single word. Not only was there no Lin Fujiwara’s name, there wasn’t even an official face identity of a spy.
This was a bit of a lie. Lin Fujiwara had been the head constable of Department Six’s Linchuan Prefecture for many years, and Qing Yu didn’t believe that he hadn’t planted a few people from the East in there.
After flipping through the roster again, Qingyu tapped his finger on the cover of the roster, “It seems that either there is another roster of higher ranking spies, or the official spy roster is in Lin Fujiwara’s possession. I tend to lean towards the latter. Lin Fujiwara’s cultivation and status is not low, and he has been operating in Linchuan Prefecture for many years, so he must have a roster in his hands.
That official side of the roster is probably what helped him run the officialdom. Then, it would be more appropriate for that roster to be in Lin Fujiwon’s hands.”
“Unfortunately, Lin Fujiyuan is a Silver Seal Constable of Department Six after all, and I can’t go to the place of the offending Silver Seal Constable to search for things yet. It’s unlikely that Luo Yan and Bu Lengchuan would approve of me looking it up either, in case I see Department Six secrets that I shouldn’t.”
“But this one will be enough, at least with so many experimental subjects, I won’t be short of manpower in the future.”
Walking out of the house, someone outside had already started to carry and transport the guards who were holding their bodies on the ground. These were the ones Qing Yu had asked the medicine man to send.
Qing Yu wanted half of the men, and gave the rest to Luo Yan and the two of them to take to deliver, a trade of sorts, after all, Qing Yu had made a great effort in this operation.
“My lord.” In the middle of the garden came a thirty-something, civilized looking Confucian scholar.
“Finally, you dare to come out, Medicine Master.” Qing Yu laughed.
This Confucian scholar was none other than the Pill Master in his disguised form, and with the general situation in the Lin Chuan Mansion now settled, and no more dead soldiers from the East popping up to kill people, the Pill Master had finally dared to come out of his secret room.
“Then I’ll leave things here to you, I still have to go and meet a friend.”
